A few shots of some of the really great cosplay I saw last weekend.
You never forget your first anime convention, and even after four years Anime Boston still reigns as my favorite. Last weekend I suited up and headed to the Hynes Convention Center for one more AB. Continue reading →
Some photos from Emerson College’s quidditch totally real and somewhat ironic quidditch league.
For two years, I took the fictional sport from Harry Potter very seriously. I don’t remember when I heard about the intramural quidditch league at Emerson College, but it was one of the first things I signed up for when I moved to campus freshman year. Then I was put on the Jamaica Plain Jaguars, and chased for the rag-tag team until junior year. My poor athleticism aside, I had fun playing this ridiculous sport — but my favorite part was photographing games.
A quick breakdown of real-world muggle quidditch:
Teams have all of the position from the books: 3 Chasers, 2 Beaters, 1 Keeper, and 1 Seeker.
The Snitch is a person and they wear (or at least when we played) yellow shorts with a sock “tail” attached on the back. Their job is to basically run and-or wrestle the Seekers to keep the tail out of reach.
Our “brooms” are PVC pipes. It’s not weird after a while, you get used to them.
The quaffle is a volley ball and the bludgers are deflated kickballs the beaters throw at players. The hoops are hoolahoops on stands. A little bit like ultimate frisbee meets dodgeball.
There are a lot of rules, which you can read here via US Quiditch.org.
Yeah, it looks silly. But man — It. Gets. Intense.
So when I wasn’t playing I took photos, most of which are posted in albums on ECQ’s Facebook page. It was a while ago, so I don’t remember all of the photos I took (at one point I had around 3,000 quidditch photos sitting on my computer) but here are a few my favorites I took.
I tried to be a cosplay photographer for a weekend.
Last weekend my friends and I went to New York City for the first ever Anime NYC convention. It was one of (maybe the first?) anime-focused cons in New York, and held in the Jarvits Center — the same place as New York Comic Con and the building where our hopes and dreams died on November 8. This wasn’t our first weeb con — Anime Boston is the OG — and seeing Anime NYC’s first year got us excited to see how it’ll expand in the future.
I have a passing interest in photography, a simple Canon DSLR suffices for most of my needs. And cosplay is my favorite part of any convention, I can sit in one place forever and just people watch. So for this con I decided to try my hand at something a little more in-depth than quick portraits with my phone.
(PS: Sorry I didn’t get any names of the cosplayers. If you find yourself in any of the photos and want your own copies, let me know!)
And finally, my favorite photo from the weekend:
Thank you to everyone who let me take photos of them this weekend, and thank you to the team who made Anime NYC happen. See you next season!
A beautiful day to celebrate LGBTQIA identity, people, and pride.
Last weekend Boston Pride held its annual parade festival, walking from Copley Square (near the finish line) to city hall plaza Government Center. It was a beautiful day, one of the first summer days of Boston, and the first pride festival I’ve been to.
A few friends and I went to support and watch the parade, including our school Emerson College. We had a good time, and it was a nice way to be an ally for the LGBTQ+ community in Boston. There were a lot of marchers, and it seemed like mostly corporate sponsors. But they, like everyone there, were still out there to celebrate and support one cause.
I don’t feel like there’s too much more I can add on about pride and Pride Month as a straight, cisgendered ally, so instead I took a bunch of photos. If you want to read about pride and the LGBTQIA+ community — its history, future, and other thoughts from trusted opinions — try here, here, or here.
Who brings a hand-made sign to Vulture Festival? “Crazy Ex” Fans #TeamBUNCHofCHANpions 5ever.
A few weeks ago, I sat around twiddling my thumbs when my friend sent me the link to the Vulture Festival in New York City. Special guests included panels with the cast of “Riverdale,” a discussion with Stephen Colbert, a taping/ show with 2 Dope Queens, and so much more. It was a great line up, but my friend and I kept our eyes on the prize: Pop trivia with the cast of Orange Is the New Black versus the cast of Crazy Ex Girlfriend.
I’ve written before how I fell in love with Crazy Ex, and why I believe everyone else should love it too. It’s an absurdist, whimsical, pointed rom-com that’s also a musical — what more does a person need? So given the chance to spend two hours watching the main cast, we stood in line an hour early, speed-walked our way through registration, and sat front row to all the shenanigans.
And damn. There were shenanigans. And while I tried to sit and enjoy the moment, I still took a few photos for all to enjoy. But they are still really poor quality. But enjoy!
Thank you Vulture for the amazing festival, and the great line up of guests. It’s one thing to see talented and hilarious women on TV, it’s an even better thing to see them in person from the front row.
Also, both Rachel Bloom and Vincent Rodriguez said they loved my sign, so the pun stands.
Last Saturday, 175 thousand people came together on the Boston Common to join in the international Women’s March. Between the 450 thousand in New York City, 625 thousand in Los Angeles, the 590 thousand in Washington D.C., and the others hundreds of thousands in smaller marches around the country, I think the protest made a point. And on Day 1 of the Trump administration — good, I hope it did.
I understand and don’t blame allies who didn’t come out to march for reasons entirely their own. The march had its faults, cheifly among them it left out a lot of voices and people like the LGBTQ community and women of color. Intersectional feminism has to be the core of the women’s movement today because a movement that’s supposedly meant to be uplifting or a voice for a community needs to recognize the entire community. A lot of what I saw at Boston’s march reinforced this need.
However, I knew I had to be a part of this march. I wouldn’t feel comfortable with myself if I had sat this one out. Not because I wanted to be a part of history, or for fun, or other self satisfying reason. I just knew that I wanted to be a part of the message the protest was sending: we see you, we know you’re full of shit, and we’re not going to stand for it.
These are all my photos from the march (taken on an iPhone 6) so not the best of photojournalism. If you want to see professional photos of different marches from all seven continents, check out this piece from the NYT: