r e a l l y n a t h a n
i am a creator. a man and quite frequently an animal.

late last year i had the opportunity to document a blue note recording session that featured some pretty heavy musicians/artists.  it’s still a bit surreal for me.  documenting the jazz scene was one of my main goals when moving to nyc over a year ago, but i never would have thought i’d be able to sit in on a blue note session…

i don’t know if these will ever get used for anything, but having been a jazz head since the 4th grade (i remember taking my cousins Kind of Blue CD to school so i can listen to it in class), this is definitely an opportunity i’ll always be thankful for.  so i had to share it. 

after fucking up the muscles in my lips during my senior year of high school, causing me to not be able to play trumpet the same again, i eventually decided that i could still contribute to the genre through photography.  and now i’m here…  it hurts knowing that there’s sessions like this going on constantly that i’m not able to document, but i’m thankful for the few i’ve gotten to sit in on.  

hope i can share more with you all in the near future.

taken within the last two months or so with my 35mm point and shoot.

was thinking of saving these for another little photo book release but i obviously ditched that thought.

hope you enjoy. 

it’s been a while since i’ve posted any new film photos, but i just got a bunch of rolls processed today so there may be a few i’ll be putting up soon.
this was pretty much the only photo from my black and white roll i was happy with.  

it’s been a while since i’ve posted any new film photos, but i just got a bunch of rolls processed today so there may be a few i’ll be putting up soon.

this was pretty much the only photo from my black and white roll i was happy with.  

more from my my previous post of this

last year i put out a little photo book of some of my street photography but i don’t think much of it was ever posted online… so here’s most of them.

there were three sentences scattered within it:

- stop waiting - keep moving - fight for what you love - 

i haven’t been doing much street stuff lately. i don’t really know why. but maybe i’ll put something out again soon.  

was able to witness a boiler room session this weekend featuring the dirty tapes collective.  pretty cool to see NY folks being apart of that whole LA beat scene that i was constantly around back in my producing days.  hope to catch more of their sets in the future.  

on another note, the idea of no fear is constantly popping up in places i’m at which is nice.  it’s something i constantly tell myself when doubt and worry starts creeping in.  keeps me focused.  the idea behind it is actually a big reason why i stick with the alias reallynathan.  

what is there to fear when you’re already dead?? 

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photolebro asked: Your images of Jo Celso are awesome. Good work, I know it was a pain with that rain. 2 Thumbs up!

Thanks so much for taking the time to check them out and for sending over a message! The rain was definitely something I could have done without but I enjoyed the challenge. Your images from last year are great too.  I also really like the Roca set you have on your site. Thanks again for writing in and looking forward to seeing more work of yours.

more and more and more from red hook crit.

This is Jo Celso. She’s a 2-time Women’s LA Marathon Crash Race winner and an overall beast in life…. Last weekend I was on a self assignment at the Red Hook Crit, documenting the Wolfpack Hustle team with the idea in mind to create some content for the Women on Bikes California initiative that would hopefully inspire more women to ride.  I had never photographed a sporting event before, let alone during a heavy rain storm, so it was definitely one of the most challenging projects I’ve done yet.  

Two of my lenses ended up malfunctioning on me during the event.  I was pretty bummed out and questioned whether or not I should continue on, but thankfully I decided to tough it out and worked with what else I had. Jo ended up winning the women’s race.  It’s probably good to mention now that she also happens to be a cancer survivor, (was diagnosed with stage IIa Hodgkin’s Lymphoma).  Her accomplishments are truly inspiring, both on and off the bike.  

All the craziness from that day as well as witnessing Jo prepare and win the race taught this important lesson: Whatever challenges you’re faced with, always keep in mind that things can be a lot worse.  So if there’s something you want to do, just go fucking do it. Until that day comes, where you just physically can’t do what you want, you have no excuses…

This is Jo Celso. She’s a 2-time Women’s LA Marathon Crash Race winner and an overall beast in life…. Last weekend I was on a self assignment at the Red Hook Crit, documenting the Wolfpack Hustle team with the idea in mind to create some content for the Women on Bikes California initiative that would hopefully inspire more women to ride.  I had never photographed a sporting event before, let alone during a heavy rain storm, so it was definitely one of the most challenging projects I’ve done yet.  

Two of my lenses ended up malfunctioning on me during the event.  I was pretty bummed out and questioned whether or not I should continue on, but thankfully I decided to tough it out and worked with what else I had. Jo ended up winning the women’s race.  It’s probably good to mention now that she also happens to be a cancer survivor, (was diagnosed with stage IIa Hodgkin’s Lymphoma).  Her accomplishments are truly inspiring, both on and off the bike.  

All the craziness from that day as well as witnessing Jo prepare and win the race taught this important lesson: Whatever challenges you’re faced with, always keep in mind that things can be a lot worse.  So if there’s something you want to do, just go fucking do it. Until that day comes, where you just physically can’t do what you want, you have no excuses…

 

pictures and story to come soon.

some point and shoot stuff from today, and a peak into what i’ll be covering tomorrow.

Del Buonos
I stumbled upon the bakery last Christmas while visiting my relatives in Blackwood, New Jersey and as we pulled up to the lot, I was immediately intrigued by the exterior of the building.  The statues which are scattered along the premises portrays the business to be some type of Hollywood props graveyard, but to those in the know, within those walls lie one of the most unique bakery experiences.  
Bread and pastries have always been a household necessity for my family (at times, almost excessive!), so my interest was sparked even more by the fact that customers are able to watch dozens upon dozens of fresh baked bread creep out the oven, and grab them hot off the press to enjoy either on their way out the door or at home.  The quality, low price and overall experience is something so rare these days, it’s no wonder why people line up before 6am and travel from out of state to shop at Del Buono’s.
The business was recently bought by local Haddon Heights businessman, Tom Whitman, but for the past 40+ years, it was owned by New Jersey Boxing Hall of Famer, Nino Del Buono.  Del Buono’s father had originally opened the bakery in Camden over 90 years ago, and was then relocated to it’s current home in Haddon Heights.  Since then, the business has remained loyal to the community and vice versa, staying true to their old motto: Friend of the Working Man.
If there was such thing as eastern hospitality, you can find it in full effect at Del Buono’s.  Whitman is constantly interacting with customers, making sure they’re finding the certain bread they came for and gladly showing families a small behind the scenes look of the process.  One’s shopping experience can easily turn into an episode of Mr. Rogers and How It’s Made.  It’s a trip to the bakery you’ll enjoy from your time as a curious child to a retired grandparent.  There truly is nothing like it.  

I hope you enjoy my behind the scenes look into the people, workers, and operations that help make the iconic South Jersey bakery, Del Buono’s, up and running for the past 90 years.