Donnie Miller Photography

This city is full of characters

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Autumn Gourds

admin — Tue, 11 Oct 2011 16:01:46 +0000

Autumn is my favorite time of year. I love gourd and pumpkin picking, apple picking, drinking cider, etc. I find these things very nostalgic, as many people do. I took these photos at a gourd farm that I visited in Pennsylvania. Their various shapes and colors are very expressive.

Photoshoot for Wifebeader.com

admin — Fri, 30 Sep 2011 18:12:36 +0000

A while ago, I did this photoshoot for Laura Daul’s Wifebeader Collection. Lindsey (the stylist) and I scouted various locations in Dumbo, Brooklyn before the shoot. We chose locations that were expressive and went well with the clothing.

Stylist: Lindsey Hornyak

Makeup: Georgi Sandev

Model: Caroline West @ Elite Models

Selects from Photoshoot with Anais Pouliot

admin — Mon, 26 Sep 2011 14:42:13 +0000

Here are two of my favorites from a photoshoot with Anais Pouliot. She was pleasure to work with. Not surprisingly, she recently booked the fall/winter campaign for Louis Vuitton, shot by Steven Meisel.

Makeup: Georgi Sandev

Model: Anais Pouliot @ Trump Models Management

Fashion Story with Irene Lambers

admin — Thu, 22 Sep 2011 16:01:07 +0000

I enjoyed shooting this fashion story and putting it together in post-production. I like the concept of showing various moments and time passing in one photograph.

Stylist: Lindsey Hornyak

Makeup: Georgi Sandev

Hair: Anthony Campbell

Model: Irene Lambers @ Next Model Management

Marko

admin — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 14:34:50 +0000

Every now and then you meet someone that is eccentric in such a way that upon first meeting them, you find yourself in disbelief of the their very existence. You couldn’t have imagined such a character. How could they possibly be real? This was the case with Marko.

After spending years in Bolivia as a botanist, Marko decided to use his airfare money home to purchase a piece of property in the obscure and remote town of Quime, Bolivia. This decision sealed Marko’s fate and forever tied him to Bolivia. Roughly 30 years have passed and Marko has transformed his plot of land into a luxurious (by Bolivian standards) home with a garden full of various plants. I was surprised to hear that no mail comes to Quime. Marko expressed no discouragment by this, adding that if he ever wanted to buy something like a microscope, he would just take the 6 hr. bus ride into town. With only rare visitors like myself to keep him company, Marko’s typical weeks of isolation have led to a disposition that is both eccentric and nostalgic. I felt as if I was talking with someone from a different time.

Toy soldiers and real soldiers

admin — Tue, 30 Aug 2011 16:35:08 +0000

Independence day parades in Uyuni and Sucre, Bolivia

Bowler Caps in Bolivia

admin — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 00:59:49 +0000

The bowler cap was a rather common fashion accessory in the early 1900′s. You may remember it from silent Charlie Chaplin movies or photos of Winston Churchill. Introduced to Bolivia in the 1920′s by British railway workers, the bowler cap is still popular among many Bolivian women.

Potosi

admin — Mon, 15 Aug 2011 19:45:44 +0000

The city of Potosí, Bolivia (the word “potosí” meaning “a fortune” in Spanish) was once one of the largest cities in the world and the silver mining capital of the Spanish Empire, where an estimated 8 million miners died as a result. The silver has long dried up and what’s left of Potosí today is an impoverished city with hints of a grander past.

As I explored the city center and nearby streets, I was intrigued by the nostalgic appeal of the doors to people’s homes. The worn surfaces and faded colors give the doors a lot of character. But besides their rustic charm, I think they are also symbolic and illustrative of Potosí’s underlying spirit today.

The entire series can be seen in the Potosí gallery.

Train Cemetery in Uyuni, Bolivia

admin — Thu, 11 Aug 2011 17:49:55 +0000

Spending the last two weeks in Bolivia has been an adventure. This country surprisingly provided a rich variety of experiences. One of them was visiting the train cemetery near the salt flats in southern Bolivia. My favorite is the train that says “Emelia y Juan”.