Six or seven weeks ago, I found myself on a flight from San Francisco to Orange County.
I was returning from the Google Photography Conference.
I made my way to my aisle seat and prepared for a boring journey home.
I apologized to the man seated next to me because I accidentally dropped some of my crap on him.
His name turned out to be Doug.
This is Doug:
When I met Doug, he looked much more corporate than he does in the above photo.
In fact, he looked like most of the other businessmen on the flight.
Doug and I ended up talking for most of the trip home.
By the time the flight landed in Orange County, I knew Doug was a musician and he knew I was a photographer.
Doug’s band (Small World Band) was performing at an outdoor concert yesterday in Dana Point.
I felt like a groupie when I arrived – especially when I was stopped by security.
“I’m with the band,” I told the serious-faced security officer.
(I admit, this made me have a mini-flashback to my college drummer-dating days.)
Doug came over to greet me, introduced me to the band members and his beautiful wife, and then I got to work.
The stage had a nice ocean view on one side.
Three thousand people (give or take?) attended the concert.
They enjoyed listening to the music, dancing, drinking, etc.
It was a gorgeous day.
I was backstage, stage left, stage right, and in front of the stage taking photos.
I haven’t had time to go through most of the shots yet, but I hope the band will be happy I was their photographer.
I know, I really enjoyed listening to them play!