We've Moved!!!

Over the past month, I've been working on migrating the blog to my website. The goal was simple: same domain, easier administration and a clean, predictable look. I'm please with the results! The new blog nicely meshes with my website.

If you're trying to find the photography blog for Christopher Hall, then please visit me at my new location: http://www.hall-photography.com/blog.

Cheers,
Chris

We're Moving!

Over the past year, I've enjoyed posting images created from my travels, both near and far. I've been working feverishly to relocate my blog to provide a sleeker, more professional look and make administration simpler. Keep your eyes peeled for the new location, we're moving soon!

Shoot for the Moon!

I currently have two prints framed and matted for sale at our friends at the New Moon Cafe. Here's a map. The prints are two of my favorites at $85.00 a piece.

This Old Boat

It had been sometime since I've had the traditional week at the beach vacation. A few weeks ago found me on Hilton Head Island enjoying the surf, sand and sun and exploring where I could. For as long as I can remember, I've always loved the water and just as much, I feel a great draw to old boats. The morning after a great dinner at The Boathouse, I headed back down to shoot some early morning pictures of the docked boats. One in particular caught my eye and as I was going through images for my weekly post, I decided to put some photoshop filters to work on this boat--the Game Cock.

Graniteville--The Final shots

It was an early Saturday morning about 7 o'clock when I pulled up on the final day of shooting. As I was grabbing my gear to walk through the area, a car pulled up behind me. A guy with a female passenger--both too well-dressed for this time of day--started throwing out a series of questions. I fielded some questions and threw out a couple of my own. He was the person responsible for the protection of the facilities. He seemed defensive when I mentioned that our area is going to change and I wanted to capture our history before it was too late. "Oh it is, is it?" He went his way and I mine. After another swig of coffee, I marched along the sidewalk wondering what I'd capture today.