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Hello baby

Hello baby.

© 2013.

Everybody, meet Layla. She’s the five-month-old daughter of my brother Matt and his wife Emily, and as the first member of my family’s newest generation, she’s a big deal.

© 2013. Matt, Emily and Layla in my family’s Houston backyard.

Jeff and I flew down to Houston last weekend for Chinese New Year, and Matt and Emily brought the baby for everyone to meet.

© 2013. Grandma greets Layla, held by Matt, during dim sum on Chinese New Year’s Eve.

© 2013. My uncle Doug – who declares himself to be not a “great-uncle,” but rather a “great uncle” – holds Layla, who is apparently laughing at/with my uncle Dave (whom Doug says is a “grand uncle.”)

© 2013. Wherein Matt offers a fish eyeball (held between the chopsticks) to Layla. Needless to say, Emily would not allow him to actually feed it to her, so he happily ate it instead. Eating fish eyeballs is, um, a fairly male Dunn thing.

In case you were wondering — yes, I have a lot of photos from the five days we spent in Houston. Like I’ve said, Layla is kind of a big deal. Plus, this is the first, last and only time I’ll have had with her as a baby. Because an ocean separates Matt’s family from me, the next time I see Layla, she’ll be crawling if not walking, probably talking and definitely showing more personality.

So yes, I made a lot of pictures, and this post reflects a few of my favorite moments from our trip.

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When the paper sent Lauren and me to State College two Fridays ago, it wasn’t just to cover the candlelight vigil and the season’s last home game/first game without Joe Paterno.

Lauren is a business reporter, so as soon as we arrived in State College, we started working on a biz story: (How) have the Sandusky case and Paterno’s firing affected the Penn State brand?

© 2011 by The York Daily Record/Sunday News. People walk out of and past Lions Pride - a Penn State merchandise store on East College Ave. in State College - at dusk on Friday, Nov. 11, 2011. The store continues to sell a high volume of branded merchandise even after former head coach Joe Paterno was abruptly fired days after one of his former assistants was charged with 40 counts of sexual abuse.

The first store we walked into was Lions Pride. When the clerk fetched the store manager for us, he (the manager) scratched his head and said he wasn’t giving interviews because he knew what we wanted to talk about. He’d been turning down CNN, a few big-name papers and other outlets all week.

But then he started talking anyway. And then he agreed to let us quote him, and take photos in his store. And, once I was done making photos, we approached him to thank him and give him our business cards — right as he was turning down another national media outlet on the phone.

© 2011 by The York Daily Record/Sunday News. Penn State junior Autumn Sikora, left, checks out a "Joe Knows Football" T-shirt with fellow junior Lauren Owazany, both of Luzerne County, on Friday, Nov. 11, 2011, in Lions Pride in State College.

Lauren and I went to several other stores afterward. No one else would talk to us.

Here’s Lauren’s story.

The next morning, before the game, we set out again — this time, in the vicinity of Beaver Stadium. I made sure at one point to stop by the Joe Paterno statue, but it was so swarmed by fans and media that I almost left because I felt like I couldn’t get a genuine photo. Then, as I turned to my right, I saw a different kind of picture to make…

© 2011 by The York Daily Record/Sunday News. Tom Boyer of New Cumberland reads the plaques detailing the scores of games for which Joe Paterno was head coach, near the larger-than-life-sized Paterno statue outside Beaver Stadium, on Saturday, Nov. 12, 2011, before the game against Nebraska. In the Nittany Lions' first game in 46 seasons without former head coach Joe Paterno at the helm, Penn State hosted Nebraska at Beaver Stadium on Saturday, Nov. 12, 2011.

…so I made the picture.

The quote on the wall reads as follows:

“They ask me what I’d like written about me when I’m gone. I hope they write I made Penn State a better place, not just that I was a good football coach.”

(For those who may be unfamiliar with the layout of the Paterno statue area, check out this photo.)

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Erin and Scott are two nerds who got hitched in Erin’s parents’ backyard in mid-September.

© 2011. Erin and Scott! Sorry for the dust on the film. Portra 400.

Jeff, a few Missouri photojournalism alumnae and I attended. Naturally, we all brought our cameras. Naturally, I brought my Mamiya.

© 2011. Erin and her parents enter the ceremony! Portra 400.

It was a small, lovely wedding.

© 2011. Jeff's and my places at our table under the tent. Portra 400.

© 2011. Erin with Kristen, one of the bridesmaids. Both were masters students at Missouri, and they're kinda nerdy. Portra 400.

Thanks for sharing your lovely day with me, Erin and Scott!

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A decent hour-long, winding drive from my apartment, Hanover is home to Snyder’s of Hanover and the Hanover Chili Cookoff.

(It’s home to other things, too… like news editor Kate. Not to be confused with photographer Kate.)

News editor Kate, photographer Kate and I met at the 16th annual Hanover Chili Cookoff last month for chili, beer and more chili. It was a pretty gross, hot, humid day, which limited how much chili and beer I could consume, but it was still nice to get out of the office with folks from the office.

© 2011. Photographer Kate, who must've just had a hot bite of hot chili. (The chili sample cup is in her right hand.) Sept. 4, 2011. Portra 400.

© 2011. One of dozens? a hundred? chili vendors serving up samples. Sept. 4, 2011. Portra 400.

We also met up with some Hanover Evening Sun folks (journalists always seem to gravitate to each other, what can I say)… including Clare!

© 2011. Clare, who was actually on assignment at the festival. Sept. 4, 2011. Portra 400.

Clare began her graduate courses at Missouri right around when I began my photojournalism sequence. Getting to see another Mizzou photographer — in Hanover, Pa., of all places — was pretty neat.

Next up from this roll of film: My first game at Penn State!

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This is the last of the New York City blog posts (from my three-day trip in July), and boy, it was a long time coming.

I’d shot Times Square at f/1.4, then switched back to a more functional aperture, then switched back to f/1.4 for a few more shots in Chinatown. Here they are.

© 2011.

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If you know anything about me, you know that I love a good Chinatown. Strangely, so does my mom. I guess it runs in the family.

My Uncle Doug is a living, breathing Urbanspoon, so we always refer to him when we want to know where we should eat for various types of cuisine in New York City. A few hours before I left New York, he led us through the crowded sidewalks of Manhattan’s Chinatown and to an excellent Chinese restaurant, where I was too hungry and greedy eager to bother taking food photos. Sorry, y’all.

© 2011. Departing Big Wing Wong restaurant in Manhattan's Chinatown after eating lunch there. From left to right: my Uncle Doug, my brother, me and my Uncle Arthur.

I also may or may not have had my camera pressed up against my face as we walked off to find a Chinese bakery.

© 2011.

Just a couple of more New York City entries before I’m done blogging about this trip!

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I’m not sure why, but when we were in Times Square on Tuesday morning, I decided to open my lens up all the way. f/1.4, baby.

Unfortunately — and I did already know this — the Canon 50/1.4 lens is not sharp at f/1.4. I usually shoot it at f/2.8, at which the sharpness is usually great. But I guess that morning in Times Square, I didn’t give a damn and decided to try shooting at f/1.4. Sure enough, the photos aren’t quite sharp, but I don’t mind. The narrow depth of field and lack of absolute sharpness make Times Square seem almost dreamy.

© 2011. The pedestrian-friendliness of Times Square will never strike me as normal.

© 2011. Body art by Andy Golub.

I continued shooting at f/1.4 for most of the rest of that last day in the city. You’ll see a few of those shots soon.

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The night of Monday, July 25, was the best. I have wonderful friends.

© 2011. Control Room 1A during NBC's broadcast of "Nightly News with Brian Williams" in the Rockefeller Center. Dexter, a fellow 2010 Poynter College Fellow, gave us an extended tour.

© 2011. Veniero's Pasticceria and Caffé, where my mom, brother and I met Lisa - a 2011 Poynter College Fellow - for amazing dessert and amazing conversation.

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© 2011. July 25: My uncle's espresso at l laboratorio del gelato, on Houston Street, after our lunch at Katz's Delicatessen.

© 2011. July 25: My mom's bowl of ramen at Ramen Setagaya on St. Marks Place, for dinner.

© 2011. My dinner at Ramen Setagaya: A bowl of edamame.

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New York can be very colorful.

© 2011. Doorway on E. 8th Street.

© 2011. The one and only Katz's Delicatessen.

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…it’s a helluva town.

© 2011. July 25: A storefront window on W. 14th Street.

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The week before we met in New York City, my mom said she wanted to see the High Line. I immediately became excited.

Here’s why: The last time I was in New York City, it was 2009, the High Line had just been opened and, at the Washington Post Digital office, I’d just edited a photo gallery about a woman who lived right next to the High Line and who sang cabaret from her balcony to the park visitors below. So when Jeff and I visited New York City that July, we wanted to see the cabaret. Since her website and Facebook page were still in development, I emailed her to find out when the next show was.

Turned out, we wouldn’t have been able to make it. We were slightly crestfallen.

This time around, I was again slightly crestfallen when my mom made the executive decision that we would walk the High Line on Monday morning. At 9 a.m. Certainly, as Jeff noted, we would not be hearing any cabaret.

As such, I will return to the High Line next time I’m in New York City. And I will go at night. But in the meantime, here’s a slew of photos from our 9 a.m. foray from W. 30th Street all the way down to Gansevoort.

© 2011. Grasslands!

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© 2011. A canvas of urban art?

© 2011. My younger brother, being my younger brother.

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I’d never been to Coney Island until this recent trip to New York City.

© 2011. My younger brother, waiting for the sidewalk and my frame to clear before posing for a photo.

It was our first outing upon my arrival in the city — my mom and brother had arrived the day before — and it was a sweltering hot day. None of us had thought to bring swimsuits or towels, so our options were limited to Nathan’s and the boardwalk. I was fine with that: It was too hot to wait in line for the rides or to do anything but eat at Nathan’s, walk around and then eat mango-on-a-stick and Italian ice.

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Three of my four uncles live in New York City, and my mom, brother and other uncle (and his wife and daughter) came up to visit last weekend. So I took the train over there and joined them for a few days.

It was my first time taking the train — as in, a train that’s not public transportation — which freaked me out at first. But despite some delays on my return trip, I think I prefer rail over air. Much less hassle, and far more relaxing. The extra leg room is nice, too.

Some pictures from my train ride and one of the first subway rides we took over the weekend:

© 2011. Lancaster Amtrak station.

© 2011. Somewhere in Pennsylvania, between Lancaster and Philadelphia.

© 2011. Approaching 30th Street Station in Philadelphia.

© 2011. Lexington Ave./63rd Street station.

© 2011. F train from Lexington Ave./63rd Street station to Coney Island.

More photos to come.

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I’ve just returned from spending a few days in Houston with my family. Jeff flew down from Tulsa, too, so it was great to see everyone again, if only for two and a half days.

As we’ve established (and as anybody who knows anything about my family knows), my younger brother is all about sharp objects. So when my mom mentioned a rotting watermelon in the fridge, my brother suggested a way to dispose of it: Chopping it up with a machete.

A rusty machete.

Click on the image above to view the video at a higher resolution.

Well, he did it. And Jeff helped. And I video’ed it via my 5D Mark II at f/1.4, and it’s pretty glorious.

Check out the video, which Jeff and I put together in our final few hours in Houston:

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I know it’s been just about 12 days since I last posted and since my first day at my new job, which means I’m even more behind on blogging. (Eep.) But I’m half-at peace with that because I had to wrap up some projects at my internship, I changed newsrooms with no days in-between, Jeff came to visit for a few days and I just spent four days in St. Petersburg, Fla.

Things should normalize now that I’ll begin my regular work schedule. In the meantime, I’m glad I could spend a few days at The Poynter Institute to help out this year’s crop of college fellows.

May 19. Walking back to the hotel with the fellows after dinner at Red Mesa Cantina.

It was wonderful to meet the fellows — some of whom are, surprisingly, older than I am! — and see Sara Quinn and Al Tompkins again. Two other fellows from last year, Abbey and Graham, joined me to talk to the fellows and coach them along on their projects. I’m really excited to see how the projects turn out.

Speaking of projects, I’m also pretty excited about having been a part of this:

May 21. Yep, that's me, getting in touch with my inner gymnast, with the help of fellow Cliff Davis and St. Petersburg Times deputy photo editor Bruce Moyer. The photographer for this conceptual shoot is John Pendygraft. Photo by Sarah Vasquez.

I don’t know how much I can say about this conceptual photo shoot, except: Details forthcoming. And a behind-the-scenes video, too.

Anyway, back to real life and my regular work schedule — and, hopefully, a more regular blogging schedule.

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Final Dewey Beach post, final night at Dewey Beach.

April 1. Near Ruddertowne in Dewey Beach.

On our final night, Jeff and I sought out the raw bar at a local restaurant that had just opened up for the season. As I’ve already blogged, our efforts were initially thwarted because that restaurant wasn’t in full service yet. But we ordered drinks and had some buffalo wings anyway, and later found another place that was serving raw oysters.

April 1. Facing the bay at Ruddertowne in Dewey Beach.

Then, even after all that food, I decided I wanted onion rings. So on our way back to the condo, we stopped by Nick’s Philadelphia Cheesesteaks, where I took this photo while we waited for the rings to fry up:

April 2. Gotta love the old games and faded photos in the local dive.

This spring break trip was substantially less epic (and less gas-guzzling) than previous spring breaks were, but it was still a great few days-off. And I’m really okay with our not spending too much time on the beach itself.

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Our previous spring break excursions were roadtrips that had us driving thousands of miles and staying in multiple places throughout the week.

This year, we kept it simple. One trip, one destination, one living space. Which was nice, because we had time to just relax. And make food.

March 31. Photo by Jeff, before we made salmon and asparagus for dinner. All the important things are in this photo: the kitchen, lighter fluid, Nutella, gnocchi, wine, Jeff's iPhone and beer.

April 2. Looking out the second-floor patio door. Jeff's uncle's condo in Dewey Beach has three floors, and a deck/patio for each floor. Too bad the weather was just too windy and cold and wet for us to enjoy the decks.

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It’s 80-something degrees and hideously sunny here in York now, but a week and a half ago, the beach in Delaware was cold, rainy and blustery. Too cold for typical beach-y things, but the rainclouds did part in time for some really lovely evening light on two separate occasions.

April 2. Photo by Jeff. At Rehoboth Beach. Somewhat of a Cartier-Bresson moment (neither foot is touching the ground).

April 1. Photo by Jeff. At one of the beach outlets of Delaware Seashore State Park.

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Last Philadelphia post, then I’ll resume posting spring break photos as well as regular York Dispatch assignments.

After attending the Flash Bus event and eating Burmese food in Chinatown, Charles and I walked around a bit and then drove around a bit longer. His bus wouldn’t leave until 9 p.m., so we had plenty of time to see more of Philadelphia at dusk and night.

Red light!

In Chinatown, heading west on Race Street. Taken from the street curb.

Green light!

In downtown, heading south on Broad Street. Taken from inside my car (hence the light streaks - thanks, windshield!).

Needless to say, York has been growing on me, and now Philadelphia is starting to grow on me, too.

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