The Brenzier Method

What the heck is a Brenzier? Well, Brenzier is actually the last name of photographer Ryan Brenzier, the man who popularized a technique that now bears his namesake. In reality, The Brenzier Method is less of a method and more of an “mosaic,” a compilation of images stitched together to form a final product. But unlike the typical landscape photos that benefit from stitching, squeezing in more scene to create sprawling panoramas, The Brenzier Method strives for compression. Read on to learn more, or if you would rather just skip all the boring photo speak, feel free to do so now.

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Frenchie Friday | Frenchie Noir

A couple posts ago, I wrote about my foray into flash photography. I admit it…I lied. I haven’t stopped using flash, I’ve just changed subjects. I proudly present Frenchie Noir, a stark departure from the “cuteness” that has come to define the miniature menace, but awesome nonetheless. Thank you Oliver, for putting up with me.

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I Am Thankful For…Part Duex

I present to you the second installment of a Thanksgiving double header, and I am so crazy STOKED on these portraits. After shooting these, I can totally see why people fall in love with studio shoots and controlled lighting, and even though we had to improvise with janky hotel light fixtures these might be some of my all time favorite photos. There must be something about Thanksgiving (I loved I took the photos from last thanksgiving as well), that or it must be something about my INSANELY EPIC FAMILY.

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I Am Thankful For…

Oh what a Thanksgiving it was! In fact, the holiday was so EPIC that I have been forced to break up the festivus into two separate blog posts, with the version you are now reading chronicling the feast itself. After days of preparation and supply gathering, the women descended on 7S the morning of the 22nd with a unified goal. With each minding her own specialty, a bounteous banquet was hand crafted around a 19-pound poultry centerpiece. At the stroke of 4pm, the clan enlisted a taxicab caravan down to 79 Crosby street, a dangerous voyage no doubt, but one that would be rewarded with spoils, spaciousness, and salaciousness…well not really that last part, that would be weird.

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Flash Fail

I consume a lot of photography related information on the internet, and the one thing I know about myself is that I am easily influenced. This mostly stems from my curiosity; usually I’ll try some new technique, have a little fun, then go back to my main stuff. So when I started to notice posts online about using flash for candid street photography, I loved the look and started to devour content. In fact, I remember first stumbling upon the work of Bruce Gilden during a pregame for a Fraternity party, getting completely sucked in and then missing the entire night. I remember staring at this Gilden photo in awe, then this photo, then stumbling upon interviews with Charlie Kirk and his flash work in Tokyo. I knew I had to try it. I read all the tutorials, all the techniques, all the negative comments from readers exclaiming that “if somebody tried to do that I would smash their camera.” I didn’t care, and only gained confidence when the photographers themselves noted that for the most part people didn’t seem to mind. The only thing left was to get out do it, so I slapped on a flash and wandered out into the night.

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