And then the sky was purple–– Last week in pictures.

Sports forever. Last week almost all of my assignments were sports related. Even the nutrition lab I went to was full of sports supplements. I have one week left as an intern at the Reno Gazette Journal and I still haven't had an assignment I didn't like. However, I will forever struggle with sports and portraits. I know I just need more practice but I hope it doesn't take me too long to figure out this whole sports action and posing people business. On Saturday I went back to the office to edit photos I took of the Tour de Nez bike race and I stepped outside to grab something from my car and there was a rainbow and the sky had turned purple and it was the most incredible light. I ran back inside and told my sports editor that I was sorry but I had to go make some images. She just laughed and told me to go on. I'm happy that my pictures from the crazy sky aren't as beautiful as the actual event of seeing it was... something are made better by memory. Anyway, here are some attempts I made at not being boring. Take a look.

Now Foods plant in Sparks gave tours to their western customers. 

Mister batter A.J. Pollock. The ball missed him and he got a good hit in on the next pitch.

Aces pitcher Lucas Harrell

 August Brautigam won the San Francisco Marathon. He is a Reno resident BUT is originally from Vermont! In fact, I found out that I've raced against his brother in Nordic skiing back in high school aaaand his brother went to college in my hometown, Middlebury. The world is very small. 

Will Lachenauer was paralyzed from the chest down in a motocross accident in 2008 but he is now on the US para-cycling team. He won the handcycling race on the Tour de Nez in downtown Reno.

Sports. 

Trying to take shelter from the rain in some tree branches. 

Michael Jasinski from Rose Valley.

More rain and bicycles.

At the end of the day it was nice to see that some people were having fun. 

From my car window on Second Street.

Cal Neva anyone?

Believe it or not, this is barely edited. I burned the sky a little and dodged the building. THE SKY WAS SO CRAZY. 

Side note, I can't stop listening to old blues music: 

The people of Hot August Nights.

This week all I photographed was cars and golf... so basically I turned into a 60 year old man. Instead of posting photos that I submitted for the paper, I wanted to highlight the people of Hot August Nights. Sorry, no golf photos. I think that this event really brought out the true, authentic people of Reno. I've always been one to try to interact with my subjects but this week I made a grand attempt to remain invisible and unknown to those I was photographing. I went up to them afterwards to get their name so they knew eventually but it was a tactic I just wanted to try out.

Hot August Nights used to be a weekend riddled with crime. One year there was a riot, since then the police have had a really strong presence at the event. Despite their attempts, I've been told that this event brings in massive amounts of illegal prostitution and drug use. To begin this, meet Lenny, Tammy and Coco. Lenny and Tammy have been married 30 years and in Reno for almost the same amount of time.

Goodbye Hot August Nights.