63 was by far the most raucous, demented and deadly gigs I’ve shot in the recent past courtesy of some banging beats and killer vibes by Flava D. Check out the highlights below -
Week 62 featured one of the finest sets, Nathan Fake taking over after Dualist Inquiry set the early vibe. Check out the highlights below -
The opening at Aloft was an absolute monster one. It put into stark contrast the crowd that I’m used to shooting, with the crowd that generally frequents these events. For me, it was a great exercise in pushing my own comfort zone as a photographer.
Often times, it’s hard to find the balance between an intrusive photographer, and one that mingles with the crowd and makes people around him comfortable. For me, I always strive to be the latter, but when that’s not possible it’s imperative I do what I was hired to do…my job.
At Aloft, what began as a very high pressure night, fizzled out into decadent mayhem, which was an absolute pleasure to shoot and be a part of. Most of my night involved jumping around from one part of the hotel to another, making sure I did justice to the excellent vibe that had been snowballing as the night progressed.
When I finally stumbled my way out at sunrise, I remember feeling overcome with adrenaline.
Here’s some highlights from the night -
Highlights from week 56
Auster e-juice's launch party in Delhi was one of the first big parties I covered after I started with Boxout Wednesdays, and it was really nothing I could have expected.
The warehouse was ridiculously stacked with stalls sampling out vapes. The art installations varied from experimental to straight up in your face, but the decorations were tasteful.
For me, it was all about the music though. I had semi-hustled my way into one of the craziest parties I had ever worked. I was there for the bass tearing into every fibre of my body; the light show so trippy it would trick you into thinking you were on DMT; and the chance of capturing some of the greatest pictures I could possibly imagine.
To my large sequences of the night were simply a blur. Obviously, the booze was flowing, but almost always when I'm working, I stay off the alcohol until the very end of the night when I've done my job. Despite having access to almost unlimited supplies of alcohol, I didn't need any. It was the environment, the people the music and the dance floor that was so ridiculously adrenaline pumping, I couldn't wrap my head around it.
In my mind, despite being the new kid on the block with a shitty camera and a semi-complete vision, I had achieved something I had dreamed about.
In hindsight, I can say that the party was a great opportunity that subsequently led to numerous more gigs of a similar nature, but in the moment all I could think about was the colours, the frame and the light (or lack thereof). Eventually, I got some shots I was insanely pleased with; you can check them out below.