Tag: Hoodlum Photography

Let’s close this trip out on a good note

INTREPID PHOTOG (WITH THREE CAMERAS, FOUR RIGGED RODS, FIVE LENSES, AND A SIX PACK OF MODELO IN TOW): This looks like a good spot for closing out this trip. I need a really good shot, so don’t splash up the pool when you step in. You’ve been fishing that same fly all weekend … sure you don’t want to change it up? How ’bout a dropper?


INTREPID PHOTOG: If there is anything here, it’s gonna be sitting on the right edge. Deeper over there. Sun’s at your back, so watch your shadow. Be careful of that big log behind you. Wanna cast this rod?

YOURS TRULY: Got it. Nope.

Thirty seconds later …

INTREPID PHOTOG: Dude, where’s your fly?


Another minute goes by …

YOURS TRULY: Satisfied?

MG signing off (because it felt like work, but business was good)

Photo credit: James “You Really Need A Dropper” Snyder

Angler credit: Michael ” No I Don’t” Gracie

Website. Food. Fight. Photo.

Sometime between thinking about how our newfound friends could kick our asses, and eating double-thick-cut bacon we’d marinated in molasses, we launched a gosh-darn website.

Hoodlum Photography is now alive and kickin’, right in your jaw if you are not lookin’. It’ all about mixed martial arts photography, if your brain ain’t a-cookin’.

We chowed down during the construction phase.


MG signing off (to build another server, and get back to that wretched ab-wheel)

Doing the Hoodlum (Photography) Hustle

James Snyder a.k.a. Suburban Carp Pimp is a dynamic human being. While his fly-fishing exploits (and various other adventures) are no longer portrayed to the world via the now defunct Primal Fly blog, there are good reasons. Foremost, he just couldn’t hang with yours truly without high holing every fishery we shared now has a wife and two excellent young boys, and matured in-kind. Further, while he enjoys hearty cuisine and is a well-organized party feast planner and host, he leaned too heavily on others to choose the vintages, properly season the fare, and conjure up the sauces. All while inquiring as to who might be willing to change some diapers.

Add to that, he likes to snap photos. Lots of photos. He has interviewed numerous physicians about the possibility of having a Nikon D300 surgically grafted to his hands.

Hoodlum Photography

Lighting test subject

For Mr. Snyder, taking up photography was like taking up Formula One racing; spend like there is no tomorrow hoping to find the edge, and then move exceedingly fast. He had his camera(s) in tow during a past angling outing, but the casual observer could tell the environment just didn’t suit him. And the space is extraordinarily crowded, to the chagrin of every person with the power to distribute industry “pro forms”. Wedding photography perhaps? The Snyders eloped.

“How about still lifes, like of food and drink. I like food and drink,” quizzed James.

“Not playing prep chef Snyder. And your boxed wine ain’t winning any medals,” I retorted.