Some of my favorite stories from School Life Troy
My year documenting school life in the Troy, Michigan school district has come to a close due to lack of funding. I had a great time sharing their stories and snapping their photos. Here are some of my favorite stories. To see some of my favorite photos from School Life Troy, click here.
(all stories and images are copyrighted by Rodney Curtis)
Harry Potter and the Magical Troy Grad
She’s no Muggle.
This was a fun year, photographing weddings around Metro Detroit and Oakland County, Michigan. Here is just a small sampling of the couples I was lucky enough to spend time with. With decades of experience in news photography, I really enjoy shooting candid photos in a documentary photojournalism style. I worked for The Detroit Free Press, The Detroit News, AP — The Associated Press, and many other news organizations. Yes, I love shooting portraits too! Thank you to all “my” awesome brides and grooms.
I was lucky enough to photograph three great brides and grooms in three fantastic weddings in and around Ann Arbor, Michigan this year. The couples were fun, really enjoyed themselves and allowed me to shoot posed images as well as my passion: candids in a documentary photojournalism style (I am a veteran of The Detroit Free Press, The Detroit News, AP — The Associated Press, and many other news organizations).
35 years ago my not-yet roommate was belting a song on our college quad about a guy who died in a South African prison. “Who sings about stuff like that?” I wondered.
Peter Gabriel sings about stuff like that.
On that same quad, someone’s radio was playing a boppin’ song from a British band and to this day I remember my introduction to Sting as he sang with his band The Police.
Sting also sings politically charged songs. Peter Gabriel also sings boppin’ songs. They’re on tour together and I got to witness their synthesis last night at The Palace.
“Buckingham Palace?” my cousin Keith joked via text. No, although they’re both British, this was at The Palace of Auburn Hills, Michigan.
My life-partner left me seven years ago this month. It’s been a difficult time since the breakup, to say the least. Severe health issues and two or three jobs later, I still miss our connection.
We were good together. Sure, we had our quarrels. They were understandable given the passion, the love. But we experienced a whole lot together, traveled to incredible places and were invited to witness the entire gamut of the human condition from the slums of Port au Prince, Haiti, to the opulent mansions and castles of the world’s richest elites.
We spent time with presidential candidates, toured prisons and flew in balloons & helicopters together. It was a great relationship.
But then it ended; I got dumped.