Music festivals, in their hectic blur of sound and noise, are best experienced moment-by-moment. That’s why taking a camera along is such an alluring proposition, and why festival photography is both a fun and stressful way to spend a weekend. In my first foray into the discipline of fest press, I’ve discovered that the best attitude for a point-and-shoot-toting amateur photographer to have is to seek tiny, joyful, accidental moments.
All the factors for a good fest weekend stood in place: It rained heavily, I slept in my car, drinks were plentiful, feet got muddy, bathroom lines were marveled at. I floated through a warm din of people that seemed to know each other intimately (or maybe everyone was just really nice) and I documented the slices of time-and-space that exist only when people come together for music, and only in Vermont.
Waking Windows occurs every Spring in both Winooski, VT and Portland, ME. Thx for a sick weekend & see you guys next year!