jeff amberg photography

The timing of the snow was perfect, right around rush-hour, with just enough time for everyone to get home before it began to stick.  As I pulled down our neighborhood street I saw my 18 year old son out in the yard beginning to build a snowman.  So we worked together for the next few minutes and then threw some snowballs at each other.

The next morning was beautiful and the sky was clear.  We had gotten about eight inches.  The temperature was hovering at 29 degrees so the snow would last, at least until afternoon.

It was plenty cold outside, but the temperature inside this steel rolling mill was hot and noisy.  Even though you can’t see all the ash and dust that covered the cameras, we managed to get through it without anything bad getting inside the lens chamber.  Inside the control room was more like a scene from a movie, and it was a whole lot cleaner and quieter.  For the control room shot we used somewhere between six and eight lights, external batteries to power the strobes on the floor and dirtied way more cables than I want to think about.  For the shot in the smelter we used only two lights and we covered everything as best we could to protect both us and the equipment from the little meteor-like sparks that were zinging past.  The shoot sure was fun, though.

The other morning, after a cold front moved in during the night, the sunrise was obscured by a shroud of surface fog because the ground temperature forced the dew point.  I’m glad I wake up early because these interesting events only happen a few times a year.