When I went out toward Denton to take photos of baby Kayla and family, I made a stop at my best friend Michael's apartment. [Fun fact: Michael was one of my bridesmaids.] We went for dinner, caught up a bit, and ultimately wound up rocking out to Lady Gaga on repeat in his bedroom while he raved with fancy glowsticks and I took photos. His current lights (I have no idea what the correct term for them is) are a big step up from the cheap glow sticks and shoestrings that we hit up Walmart to snag countless times in High School. I took hundreds and hundreds of photos capturing the beautiful lights in motion but have culled them down to some of my favorites to share with you.
There's Michael himself, getting ready to make the magic happen.
Michael tried to teach me how to do this or something similar once. I failed. But not as badly as another friend did. That guy racked himself.
I love the contrast of his extremely yellow room lighting and the blue light that he's adjusting.
I'm pretty sure the above photo is my favorite from our impromptu shoot. It looks like a wormhole has opened up in his room. These are all handheld and fairly long exposure, so I adore how sharp the light trail is here.
One of my favorite things about long exposure shots is the ghosts of moving people left behind.
Right back atcha, buddy.
He did a few crazy moves where he swung the string around various body parts. This was spiraling around his arm.
And that's around his head!
Aaaand I'll leave you with that nightmare inducing shot of a worn out Michael.
Michael, I demand a repeat performance whenever we next get together.