Merry Xpan

Posted on January 5, 2017 by gwunterberger

Saint Nick done good this year. In addition to everything on the wish list a minty Xpan appeared under the tree. OK, appeared might belittle the gift buying process. Regardless, I am the proud new owner of Hasselblad’s panorama picture making machine. To celebrate I thought I’d post images made with a different version of the same camera from New York (along with the SUPER wide 30mm—thank you Sarah Elliott!) I loved it back then, lusted for it ever since, and can’t wait to put this one through its paces.

More Xpan after the break.
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Swing Away

Posted on December 19, 2016 by gwunterberger

Now we can’t play ball no more. With the squad on bye week I thought it appropriate to post memories from our first two seasons. Hopefully it’ll encourage some, I’ll say shy, members of the team to get in front of the lens next time. Remember kids. There’s heroes and there’s legends. Heroes get remembered, but legends never die.

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Mammois

Posted on December 7, 2016 by gwunterberger

They say in the mountains the fish run free. Down by a creek engulfed in rock, trout glisten with hunger in early morning light. Two days and zero fish later, we call bullshit. But who can complain when a Dunn invites us to partake in family tradition?

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Oogie Boogie

Posted on November 22, 2016 by gwunterberger

We didn’t have costumes. No buckets of candy neither. Instead we paired a gallon of cider with unrelenting desire to carve the shit out of some pumpkins.

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The Oregon Trail : Part Two

Posted on November 11, 2016 by gwunterberger

A van rumbles down the Outback Scenic Byway collecting high desert dust. She flips through stations fighting static. No luck. The fellow travelers offer no distraction, their lifeless bodies slumped in sleep. It has been lonely these three hours. They’re almost there.

Lakeview, Oregon. A place of little fanfare and even less sparkling water. Gravel pops as they pull into the motel. Hot springs will have to wait.

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The Oregon Trail : Part One

Posted on November 8, 2016 by gwunterberger

On the eve of a great man’s 60th birthday we took a trip to parts unknown. Inspired by faded images of a bygone era, we attempted to recreate a simpler time in the backwoods of Oregon. A time when boys were scouts. The sea was rough. Yin Yangs were cool. And so was Patagonia.

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Papua New Guinea

Posted on May 19, 2016 by gwunterberger

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It’s been awhile since my last post, and even longer since our trip to Papua New Guinea. That said, the images haven’t gotten any less gorgeous. Or I more modest. The process takes patience, ruthlessness and a fair bit of procrastination—but I’m stoked on the final edit and happy to finally share them here.

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The Reason For The Season

Posted on January 6, 2015 by gwunterberger

A story of resurrection. No, not one with a bearded dude coming out of the ground for extra nights of partying, but rather a story of photographic redemption. It goes a little something like this…

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The 4th

Posted on September 1, 2014 by gwunterberger

New rule. It is OK to do a late holiday post, as long as said post goes up on another holiday. The logic is sound, and I’m sticking to it. Today we flashback two months to our nation’s independence, and what has now become the traditional pooch-pool-party.

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A River Runs Through It

Posted on July 24, 2014 by gwunterberger

Not one. Not two. Not three. Actually it is two. But who’s counting? Me that’s who. I’m no good at simple math, but that comes out to one ‘ship for each year I’ve called this city home. After a glorious 9-1 season capped by a loss-avenging finals victory, the crew decided a celebration was in order. Some champions get a parade, this bunch settled for ice cream.