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Looking back at 2011

posted in Inspiration, Thoughts, Uncategorized, blog Wednesday, January 04, 2012

“So now 2011 is here and boy do I feel absolutely thrilled about it. Back in LA, in my office, and I am ready to just hit this year with everything I’ve got. Take all the building and everything I learned from last year and really just get after it. Donald Miller said something in his blog that I thought I would share with you. “I will not watch 2011, I will participate!” Simply said, simply powerful. This will be my theme for the year. I can’t wait to see what comes in 2011. I assure you I will be participating! Get up, get out, and DO! I really hope you all participate in 2011!”
I was so thrilled and hopeful of 2011. I knew things were coming, but I had absolutely no idea what I was in for.

Fast forward….

2011 is over! Just saying that sentence gives me the chills. I traveled more, laughed more, hurt more, saw more, learned more, worked more then any other year of my life. I stepped on 70+ airplanes, flew over 100,000 miles, and spent over 200 days on the road. I spent time in Haiti, India, Thailand, Malaysia, Ireland, London, and more… When you’re busy it usually seems like time is flying. Last year felt like the slowest. It feels like my trip to Haiti the first week of 2011  was years ago. Feelings from one extreme end juxtaposed with feelings from the other extreme. Hope and hopelessness, inspiration and depression, on top of the world and under the world.
2011 was the ultimate roller-coaster. It was extremely graphic to my senses.

I witnessed very real and up close death, poverty, suffering, and destruction. I saw pure evil, hurt, and devastation. Things I saw in Haiti, India, and Joplin will never leave me. Getting unexpected and horrifying news of a close friends death and helplessly watching my grandmother slip away. I had illness scares and clients screw me over. Anxiety became a tangible thing for me and a new battle I am still currently fighting.

On the other side…

I got to see positive change happening in the world. People humbly uniting for a greater cause. Lives being transformed, inspired, renewed. Spent invaluable time with my grandmother. Though she’ll be leaving soon, I can’t be more thankful for the time she was gifted. She can’t remember my name and can barely speak, but she lights up when I walk in her room. Unforgettable. My beautiful sister got married to the love of her life and my brother’s wife had a new baby boy. My dad and I got to see our first World Series game and arguably one of the best World Series games in history. Game 6. Go Cards! I won a freaking motorcycle, which paid off my loans. Yes, completely debt free because of my love for family history, 40 painful hours under a needle, and YOU voters. I saw hope given and hope received. I got to see and feel a new side of love and grace that I’ve only dreamed about.

One point during last year, I went 7 months without a break. No time for a day off. Traveling, shooting, or editing.  Add sleep deprivation and exhaustion to the mix and you get cynicism.

2011 taught me a lot of things, but I feel the 4 below were most important.

- Focus on Today
Sometimes my job scares me. As a freelancer I am always a job away from unemployment. The price we pay to be our own boss is sometimes a heavy burden. What am I going to do after this job? Bills are getting tight. Is it always going to be this inconsistant? Should I live in LA, NY? Life can be chaotic and life can be still, some years will be insane and some will be mellow. This is something all too familiar for freelancers. We have a season where life is smiling on us! We are on top of the world, getting all kinds of offers, shooting gigs, compounding job after job and getting that phat bank roll, ya heeeaaard?!? Life is so good! Then in the dead of night another season rolls in with all it’s got. All the offers fall through, the clients disappear, the drought is upon you with no end in site, and you are all alone asking, “What in the hell just happened?” Too familiar right? When it’s good it’s great! When it’s bad it’s horrible! Whether it’s work, the future, moving, money, big decisions…It is important that you take each day, ONE at a time, and simply do the best you can. Don’t get caught up in worrying about things you can’t control. Working hard, stay positive, and fight one battle at a time. Which leads me to my next lesson..

- Be An Optimist
Life is heaven and hell. It is so easy to complain and concentrate on the bad in life, to make excuses for our shortcomings or the hand we’ve been dealt. Pessimism and cynicism are majorly self-focused. You think chasing your dreams is supposed to be easy? The goals we set for ourselves are supposed to just be handed to us? Life would be good without struggle? I wish life were as easy as saying “I am happy,” but it is not. It takes strength and leadership to focus on the good. To stay positive when things don’t go our way. We are all struggling and we are all fighting. As corny as this may be, I LOVE this speech in Rocky V. “The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place and I don´t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That´s how winning is done. Now, if you know what you worth, go out and get what you worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hits. And not pointing fingers saying, “You ain´t what you wanna be because of him or her or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain´t you! You´re better than that!”
Eric Epperson, Jeremy Cowart, Brett Baggett, John Carrington, and Chris Dowsett…you all made great positive examples for me in 2011.

- Community
YOU ARE NOT IN THIS FIGHT ALONE!
It is so important to surround yourself with other like minded people. People you can talk to, trust, and depend on. Having positive friends in our lives helps keep us accountable and harbors happiness. There is nothing like good conversation with people you fully trust. There is nothing like being accepted fully for who you truly are. Those friends are gifts that you should never let go of. True friends are not replacable. We were not meant to live and feel alone. Some of my friends really shined this year. Friends in OK, TN, Canada, MO, CA, NY, TX, and NE. You know who you are and I am grateful for you Every. Single. Day.

- REST
Rest is probably the most important thing I learned in 2011. Really? Rest? Yes! Getting rest is absolutely necessary for your mind, body, and soul to function properly. I haven’t slept properly for years, and got the least amount of sleep in 2011. I am now paying for it big time. Don’t get me wrong, I know I will still have jobs that require insane hours and impossible deadlines. That’s fine. That’s typical for freelancers and many other jobs. As long as you find balance between the two, you will be in a much better place, I promise you. Find Balance! A clear mind breeds ideas, inspiration, ambition, productivity and hundreds of other things. Never deprive yourself of something that God created solely because he knew you’d need it. The Sabbath.

Thanks to everyone who was a part of my 2011.  Thanks for the help, encouragement, belief, and inspiration.
2012 is here and I hope to put everything I have learned into practice. I can’t wait to see what the last year of earth’s existence brings! Coughcough..
I say this every New Years and I truly mean it. Let’s make next year the best one yet!

Cale Glendening

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UPDATE

posted in Thoughts, blog, film Friday, November 04, 2011

Hello everyone!
It’s been a while since I last updated what’s new in my world.  Frankly, I’ve had my foot pressed to the floorboard a while now and there is still no sign for a rest stop.  I’m running on fumes of adrenaline, inspiration, and a humbling amount of motivation from you you guys! ((analogy complete)) Due to the jobs literally overlapping into the next, I have lacked in updating my site.  Some may have noticed that I’ve removed a lot from my site.  I have also not updated my reel since 2010!  That is embarrassing to say out loud.  Thankfully it’s been due to staying busy, but regardless it is time to get things back in order.  This winter I am devoting my time to tying up all my loose ends!

Some of the updates between now and the new year.

- A new website
- 4 new music videos
- A new documentary (Remember when I went to India? Yup, the time for cannibals is soon.)
- 2 new reels
- New portfolios and photo galleries

Next year is already taking shape in a crazy way so please, please keep me in your thoughts and prayers as I drive down new paths and make big decisions.
I can’t wait to share with all of you!

Thank you guys for sticking with me through all of the chaos.  I say it all the time, but I really do appreciate you all very much!
Here are some screen grabs from some upcoming projects.

Cale Glendening

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Joplin

posted in Inspiration, Photography, Thoughts, Travel, Uncategorized, blog Friday, June 03, 2011

I don’t want to spend any time talking about gruesome details or tell you every single story that happened, I just wanted to highlight a couple stories and leave you feeling inspired just as I felt when leaving Joplin.

May 22, 2011 Joplin was hit with a category EF-5 tornado with winds circulating at over 200mph.  It carved a path a mile wide and 6 miles long, taking the lives of over 130 people.  I heard about it as I was watching the NBA playoffs in Hollywood.  I immediately felt a strong urge to go so I went the next day.  I didn’t really have a plan or anything, I just knew I would go and figure it out when I got there.  A brief history.  My first film internship was at CIY in Joplin, Mo.  Since then I have continued to stay close with some of the staff and even work on occasion together.  It is just 2 hrs from my home town Muskogee, Ok.

I flew into Tulsa through one of the worst plane rides of my life.  I will save that story for another day.  My buddy Blake picked me up in Tulsa and we headed straight to The Bridge in Joplin. There I  met my friend Tony who put me in contact with two guys named Parker and Josh.

With the sun coming up I met Parker and we headed into the disaster area.  My initial reaction was complete awe of the debris and devastation.  I really don’t remember anything other than calmly repeating, “oh my God” on occasion.  I was rendered speechless. We pulled over in Parker’s old neighborhood and went house to house.  We checked some unmarked homes and helped any people we came across with whatever they needed.  Later that day, we met up with Josh and Mick.  Over the next week we did everything from Search and Rescue, cutting up trees, helping families find lost possessions, etc…  There was a call about two women unaccounted for down the street.  We ran to this home lugging chainsaws and crowbars, along with local law enforcement and volunteers.  Adrenaline was high as everyone completely removed this home piece by piece.  As each piece of debris was moved I just prayed and prayed we would find them alive.  An intense 20 minutes passed as the house was now completely flat to the foundation.  We found nothing.  My heart has never beat that fast or hard before.  Though we were upset, this story does have a happy ending.  They were found alive the next day! They had survived the twister and were at a friends.

This is their house after we took it apart. The back side and right side are piles of the house we were throwing to the side.

We helped another family remove their remaining possessions from their destroyed home.  While helping she told us her incredible story.  They were huddled in the kitchen when the tornado struck their home.  Their entire roof was lifted off as it were just a band-aid.  While in the tornado, they ran through their home to a bathroom shower a couple rooms over.  While running, she was struck in the head by a wooden beam.  Her and 3 others made it into a ’single person’ stand up shower and took cover til the tornado had passed.  When we finished we thanked her for letting us help, told her she was loved, and that God loved her. I leaned forward and hugged her.  Just as I did, she burst into tears.  I hugged her for a good minute before heading to the next home.  I am not a very emotional person on the outside but I was weeping on the inside.  My eyes watered up as we walked to the next house.  Another stop we made, a man was trapped in his home by a fallen wall.  The wall was resting on his head.  Luckily he came out with only minor cuts and bleeding.  We helped his wife find her medication and we also found his wallet. When you see some of the homes and what is left of them, it makes me wonder how anyone could have survived.


House from the 1st story.  Woman who was struck in the head while running from the twister.


Man from the 2nd story standing in front his home. Photos below are what some other homes looked like.



This car is literally bent and wrapped around the tree.  Just think how much force and power it would take to bend a car frame backwards….

Everyone we met and spoke with were just truly thankful to be alive.  It made me think about my travels abroad.  It is always empowering to see people in 3rd world countries smile and be happy for life.  Not in the least to take from them, but most of them have only known poverty and hunger, a devastating life in contrast to ours.  We live in the land of unlimited option, despite what you say.  We “have it all” right here in front of us.  Well I saw a city in a western world take an absolute beating.  People having everything now having nothing.  What was the result of this beating?  Joplin didn’t go to the corner bitching and moaning about themselves or what wasn’t being done.  I saw Joplin jump back in the ring and fight with everything its got.  I saw neighbors helping neighbors and strangers helping strangers.  Giving food, water, clothing, assistance, time, energy….Helping not out off self worth or obligation but out of the sincerity and compassion of their hearts.  Color, language, religion, age, sex….None of it mattered. It was love at its truest form, unconditional.  It was remarkable.  I will never forget it.

The last day I was there, I had just finished working and was heading home when I saw two soldiers putting up a flag at St. Mary’s church.  I parked and ran across the street to try and capture this beautiful and inspiring moment.  I snapped about 8 photos with my 35mm before he climbed down and stood facing the flag.  They had found the American flag in the rubble and decided to post it on a broken tree outside the church.  It gave me the chills watching them do this.  A small little moral boost like that can go a long way.  I saw several acts of patriotism during my short trip in Joplin.  We are all in this together. As a great nation, we will rise together and help each other through anything. I was and still am so proud.


I went and developed 2 rolls previous to the soldiers putting up the flag and came across this photo.  I had shot a photo of the same soldier riding on this truck.

Next are a couple people who just in my brief time have inspired me here.

Parker Williams drove from a couple hours away bringing his truck and a trailer full of supplies.  At the end of the first week, he coordinated and set up an event that filled two 18 wheelers full of supplies for Joplin.  Amazing guy.


Eric Epperson and I go back a while.  He was once my youth minister and also played a huge role in getting my first internship in film.  His home was in the path of the tornado. Luckily him and his family were unharmed.  I love reading his posts and hearing his take on things.  He is always positive and a great influence on others.  Check out his blog.

Josh and Mick drove down from Indiana together.  Josh is ex-military and was team leader for our Search and Rescue team.  Mick came down with chain-saws
which were very much needed.  They were both very eager to help others and get things done.  They both plan on going back soon.    You can visit Josh’s site HERE for a list of local orgs that need help.

Tad Agoglia started the organization “First Response.”  He was a CNN Hero in 2008.  Please go check them out and read up on everything they do.  I spent a day with them as they brought in an extremely powerful generator to run the new 60 room make shift hospital.  They also brought some heavy machinery and started clearing way for a new heli-pad.  They will be there for weeks, maybe months, doing work.  These are people that truly use money and resources to help people.  They are definitely a great non-profit to consider donating to.

Keep positive, keep praying, keep loving.
I am collaborating with my great friend Jeremy Cowart on an art piece that is coming out tomorrow.  He is drawing a piece that will use some of my photos and video I captured in Joplin. Proceeds going to relief.  Be on the look out.
I may be selling some 35mm prints here soon to help with relief as well.

“Only after disaster can we be ressurected.”
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Chuck Palahniuk

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Haiti

posted in Children, Inspiration, Photography, Thoughts, Travel, Uncategorized, blog Thursday, January 20, 2011

Haiti was a trip unlike anything I have ever experienced.  I had my presumptions about the country based off the overflowing amount of news and media attention they have gotten the past year.  I truly wish I could’ve seen the country before the earthquake, however I don’t think it would be unwise for me to think it was in unstable condition.  My first sense of how the trip was going to unfold took place right after we landed.  The remote control gate that swings out to your door to let you walk off the plane had been disabled. At this announcement I laughed to myself. You ever have so much go wrong you just start laughing about it? I had been on an 8 hour flight which 4 hours were spent sitting on the runway, then I missed my Miami flight to Haiti by 5 minutes.  I literally watched the plane leave the gate.  So with the news over the com, I just smiled to myself thinking…travel shenanigans!  We were brought out stairs to walk down onto the runway, oh well simple enough.  I do that flying out of Burbank.  We then got onto the shuttle and headed to immigration.  As we were driving, I looked out and we were passing their original airport, pre-quake.  It was still destroyed.  Massive vine like cracks spider-ed the walls.  A year later and their main “airport” terminal hadn’t been touched.  We were then shuffled into the old baggage handling building that was now immigration and the baggage claim.  The small room could barely handle one plane load of people.  I got up to immigration and then remembered, “Crap! I don’t have an address to where I am going, I can’t get into the country!” See Jeremy, Katie, and I were supposed to be on the same flight and go through immigration together, so it wouldn’t have been a problem.  It took me about an hour to get a hold of Jeremy and get everything squared with immigration. Finally I was in Haiti and we were on our way to Cadiac!

Pano of Cadiac, Haiti. The building in the middle is a school. The building to the left is where we stayed.

The first thing I noticed is how social the country is.  It seems like every single person is outside doing something.  Street shops and vendors took up every square inch of sidewalk for blocks and blocks.  I would love to see a bird’s eye view of Port-au-Prince.  Seeing the hustle and bustle of the streets.  We ended up staying in PaP that night at a contact of Jeremy’s, Frederic Dupoux.  Our destination was Cadiac but we were told it was unsafe to travel over night.  The next morning around 5am we loaded up and headed to our destination where we’d spend the next two days.  The drive out there was a rocky 4 hours.  You remember the movie “Ace Ventura, When Nature Calls?”  For some reason this always came to mind while driving…I am weird I know.  Remember when Jim Carrey is driving to the consulate at the beginning and he is bouncing his head and shaking it like he is on the bumpiest road ever?  Well that is exactly what the streets were like in Haiti.  If you closed your eyes you would feel as though you were driving on a road made of boulders.  A couple times I actually felt sick.   Along the way we’d notice vehicle after vehicle that was broken down or flipped and totally abandoned.  I witnessed wheel fly off a moving car from the heavy bumps. Immediately after arriving in Cadiac I was reminded of places I had visited in Padang and Siberut, Indonesia.  Bright lush green fields contrasted with ocean blue skies and puffy white cumulus clouds.  One of the most beautiful contrasts of colors I have seen.  A lot of the homes we visited were tucked away in giant fields, hills, and thick banana groves.  They were much more infrequent to visitors then PaP.

At the local markets.

In a truck bed with 14 people and a goat. Remember that time in Haiti when....

Jeremy and I were in Haiti with a group called HOPE International.  They are an organization the specializes in micro finance loans.  They have over 200,000 clients worldwide and have given over 1,000,000 loans!  The brilliant thing is that they have weekly classes and business meetings ran by locals!  They learn business and learn to save.  It was so inspiring hearing what some of the people have done with such little money.  They have turned their lives around and are heading in positive directions.  Hope is helping people have a positive future.  I am very thankful for what they do around the world and very thankful for being included in this trip.

The people we met were incredible and, ohhhh my gosh, the kids were so beautiful!  Their contagious smiles would somehow infiltrate my cheeks and rip them back to my ears for the duration of our time together.  They were effulgent, curious, and so energetic.  Jeremy and I approached a soccer game going on in a more remote part of Cadiac.  Kids playing barefoot on a concrete slab, with a tennis ball as the soccer ball.  Our arrival temporarily interrupted the heated match but soon after we were all playing and laughing as if we entered the worlds biggest jungle gym. (See what I did there?)  They wanted entertainment so I just let loose.  I started showing them tricks I had learned from pitching and playing baseball. Popping the ball with my arms and juggling. Jeremy was teaching them how to pop and lock it!  I then showed them how to pitch and hit a ball.  After that I started a sword fight with a kid…..big mistake. I soon fell in defeat to 10+ rambunctious children stabbing me with sticks.  I don’t think I have ever had a better time acting like I was 10 years old.  Leaving the kids was probably the hardest thing in Cadiac.  They had eyes as shiny as mirrors.  Their dark eyes reflected every bit of the vibrant landscape. Their smiles were as bright as the sun.  I’ll never forget them!

Their eyes turn into big mirrors. I spy Jeremy, myself, a bicycle, another kid, palm trees, and clouds....I wish I had a macro!

One kid kept trying to put his hands and feet in the shots, making the other children laugh. He succeeded several times but the ones above actually turned out in my favor.

Look at those smiles!


Having some fun.
We left Cadiac and headed for PaP a night early, again due to possible violence the next morning.  We went to Fredo’s house again.  Jeremy and I decided to stay another full day in Haiti.  We didn’t have any real plan, we just went out at 5am and came back after dark.  We spent the entire time on the city streets of PaP.  Unbelievable.  I heard around only 5% of the rubble had only been cleaned up.  There were so many building just waiting to come crashing down.  Regardless how the city looked, I have only positive things to say about the people we met and interacted with.  I can honestly say I have never in my life gotten so much attention than I did in Haiti.  All because of my tattoos.  It actually got to a point I was pretty uncomfortable.  I don’t like drawing that kind of attention to myself, esp somewhere foreign to me.  Fredo reassured me everything everyone was saying was positive, but still.  At times I had groups around me asking about my tattoos.  Supposedly tattoos in Haiti are worn by gangsters.  Fredo said, “If you were Haitian, they would be scared of you.”  However I am just a white kid so they knew I was harmless, hahaha!  Most questions were if they were real and if it was my wife!  At times I would have to pull out my Iphone to prove they were real.  I would show them photos of me getting the tattoo.  I met another guy with tattoos and the group he was with wanted to see mine.  They kept telling me to take my shirt off, I looked to Jeremy and he was just laughing and smiling.  So in the middle of PaP I took my shirt off and posed with a guy for some photos.  I felt so incredibly awkward.  I felt as though I might as well have been naked.  We had a huge crowd watching, laughing, joking.  I will say it was a very cool moment overall though.

One of the most  memorable/dumbest things we did was enter the main Cathedral. (Sorry Shannon, sorry Mom.) It looks like some old ancient ruins or something from centuries ago.  It is breathtaking.  Jeremy and I followed some spiral stairs up to the bell tower. We got to the top where we had to climb up a hole in the floor.  As we climb up and step into the room, we both look up.  There are two massive church bells just wedges into the building.  These bells weigh hundreds of pounds.  I felt as though you could hit it with a rock and they would both come crashing down and smash anything in its path.  Jeremy and I both idiotically took turns standing directly underneath to get our content and then quickly stepped out.  We walked over to the other bell tower where the bell had already fallen and rested quietly in the rubble.  We learned that over 120 people were killed in that church they day of the quake.  It was pretty powerful sense of emotion being in this building still standing tattered and broken.  A place so many people once entered for hope and faith sent 100 people home when she fell.

These massive bells are simply wedged. Only a matter of time before the crash down.

Overall, I had an unforgettable time.  What I will remember more is not the devastation, but the drive, the hope, and the passion of the beautiful Haitians.  The country has a long long ways to go.  The infrastructure, the sanitation, and widespread poverty is worse than anything I have ever seen. Over a million people living in tents with the population in tents rising.  I straight watched kids drink from contaminated wells at a local school.  The same well I watched animals go drink from.  Please continue to support Haiti, whether it’s through good thoughts, prayer, money, or volunteering.  They need our help.

Contaminated water source for the village. It is on school grounds. Kids drink from it daily.

Pig tied to a tree. Apparently it is the garbage disposal.

Rubble and trash. Trash and rubble.

180 degree pan. People bathing using water straight from the sewer.

Thanks to Katie and everything HOPE International is doing.  I am very thankful to have been a witness of the good being done.  Jeremy Cowart, thanks for the recommendation and the inspiration.  You are an incredible person possessing incredible talent.  I am always happy to be around you and proud to call you a good friend.  Fredo, thank you so much for rescuing us from a bind and welcoming us into your home.  The hospitality you and your family showed us was nothing short of amazing.  I hope to see you again soon.

FOR MORE CONTENT

- Several more photos will be launched on my website on my photo galleries as well as my facebook page and tummmmmblr.
- Jeremy fell in love with his Iphone4 on this trip.  He did a huge series of photos with it and you’re really going to be shocked.  A couple times I was dumbfounded at the results he was getting.  Oh well, he is extremely talented so I’ve come to expect nothing less from him.  Click HERE to see his Haiti Iphone4 Series.
- There will be some video at a later date.  Just don’t know when.
- To learn about HOPE and see how  they are involved.  CLICK HERE.

Cale Glendening

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A look back at 2010

posted in Inspiration, Thoughts, blog Wednesday, January 05, 2011

2010 was a year of building!

I didn’t travel as much in 2010 as I did in 2009, but I was still traveling over 1/3 of the year.  I went to new places and experience new cultures. Dubai, Hawaii, Guam, Nashville, Seattle, Vegas are a couple places I traveled to last year.  I met some incredibly talented people and worked with creative and subjects I couldn’t have imagined.  Opportunity was given to shoot some of my favorite bands in the world.  I worked on a couple passion projects of mine, no budget, that really stretched out my creativity.  I worked on a couple dvd’s for two leading professionals in their fields.  Totally an honor I won’t soon forget. Help Portrait 2010 was a success and a life changer.  I shot my first magazine cover and also had a shoot for Billboard Magazine.  Still waiting on Jay-Z to call and use my photos of him.  Get on it Hova!

God tested my faith and our relationship.  Had some of my lowest lows.  A couple of illness’s came that really got me down and the big medical bills on top of that just worsened my moral. There were times I didn’t know what I was going to do or if I could pay my bills. There were several jobs and possibilities that completely crashed and burned. You know times you say, “great, this couldn’t get any worse.”  Well they definitely can.  In the span of one of these horrible months I was in 3 car accidents, yes three. So that brought on MORE BILLS.  The day after I got my car repaired from the 1st accident, I was involved in a hit and run.  A couple weeks later when I got hit the 3rd time I remember just shutting down. I was thinking and saying the most vile things.  I was absolutely torn.  I feel awful saying this but I remember saying, “God, what the hell do you want me to do?!?” I was so weak, I prayed and prayed. Sometimes I doubted things would work out, but then I remembered who he is, what he is capable of, and what he’s already done! Though I was completely undeserving, he still came through. He gave me strength, energy, and healing. My health improved and luckily there was nothing major.  When I thought I couldn’t pay a bill,  a job would suddenly popped up.  I am thankful for the trials I dealt with because it drew me nearer to him.  It strengthened our relationship.

In 2010 I got to spend more time with my family, my nephews, and baby niece.  I learned of another nephew coming soon! I made new friends from all over and built several new relationships.  I got to go to Nashville, which is possibly one of my favorite places in the world. I love the city simply because of the people that live there.  Some of the best people I know.  Getting to spend over a month there was incredible.  In California I  developed some relationships with very driven, positive, and great people.  I can’t stress how important is to surround yourself with positive, driven, drama free, and genuine people.  It’d be such a tough place without you guys.  I got to see several friends get married, graduate college, overcome struggle, get big jobs, get promotions, and make big decisions.  I am so proud of you guys!  I can’t even describe how awesome it is to see you all growing and doing positive things.   I love hearing your stories!

So now 2011 is here and boy do I feel absolutely thrilled about it.  Back in LA, in my office, and I am ready to just hit this year with everything I’ve got.  Take all the building and everything I learned from last year and really just get after it.  Donald Miller said something in his blog that I thought I would share with you. “I will not watch 2011, I will participate!”  Simply said, simply powerful. This will be my theme for the year.  I can’t wait to see what comes in 2011. I assure you I will be participating!  Get up, get out, and DO!  I really hope you all participate in 2011!

Cale Glendening

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Blink-182

posted in Music, Photography, Thoughts, blog Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Last weekend my buddy Scott Simock and I attended KROQ Epicenter 2010.  First, thank you again to the KROQ family for giving me the chance to see/photograph incredible bands.  You all freaking rule.  At Epicenter I got to see bands like Eminem, Big Boi, Rise Against, 30 Seconds to Mars, Against Me!, KISS, and of course Blink-182.  I had such an incredible time, despite it being 110 degrees and on black asphalt.  No humidity, just a blazing oven with thousands of crazed fans out to see their favorite artists.

A quick little back story.  Blink-182 was my favorite band growing up.  Anyone who really knows me will definitely know that.  Believe it or not they actually played a role in how I got into Film-making.  Video production was offered to me my Jr. year in high school and I said to myself…”I always wanted to learn how they did the cool camera tricks (photos turning to video, video turning to photo) in the Adam’s Song music video.”  Day one in video production I fell in love and have been pursuing it ever since.  Now I am not a little crazed “fan-boy” or anything,  I just really appreciate them for inspiring me into my career.  I definitely still love their music.

That being said, I was most excited about shooting/seeing them.  Oddly enough it was one of my least favorite sets of photographs.  Nothing due to the band, but due to the stage being so tall and the position of the event’s stage lighting.  I was getting mainly black backgrounds.  The front house spot lights just created a flat wash.  Enough excuses, I had 3 songs to shoot and I just didn’t come through. Hopefully this wont be my last time shooting them and I can supply them with some much better content next time around.

Big thanks to Blink-182 for the show.  Thank-you Aissa and Gus for coordinating and giving me a pass to shoot.

“Music takes us out of the actual and whispers to us dim secrets that startle our wonder as to who we are, and for what, whence, and whereto.”
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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Several more galleries to be posted over the next week.
Cale Glendening

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My First Interview – w/Bill Meis

posted in Thoughts, blog Tuesday, February 23, 2010

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Taken for Bill’s website.  Check it out HERE.

I started a new blog project that focuses on talented friends of mine. Here’s the first one. [INTERVIEWS]

I’m starting a blog project that focus around the many, many talented people in my life. People that might not get the chance to speak up. Blogging is about creating original content and giving back, selflessly. I guess this is one way to do that.

I distinctly remember the night I met Cale. He was shooting Demon Hunter at the Glasshouse in Pomona CA during the summer of 08′. I remember him shooting something on the table as well known musicians were walking right passed him on their way out. I asked myself, “who the heck is this kid?” He went on to create a fantastic documentary on one of my favorite bands and then some. Cale Glendening is a talented photographer and filmmaker. Here’s my quick interview with him.

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Most directors pump out video after video, why focus on larger projects like Demon Hunter’s “45 Days” and Throwdown’s “Deathless”?

My dream is movies!  I want to capture life, tell stories, inspire people, make people laugh, change lives, make people think, make an impact. I can’t achieve that with updates and music videos. I was told I should always be working for what I want to do. For the record, I absolutely love music and music videos.  Francis Lawrence, Mark Webb, and Mark Romanek (just to name a few) are music video directors who blow my mind!  I don’t dislike music videos; I just want to work in movies more.  With longer pieces, I get to spend time with subjects, actors, crew, and the project at hand. It really gives me the chance to get comfortable with people and dig into their lives.  To really see character build and emotion pour out requires your subjects trusting you and being comfortable around you. I love getting to know every subject I shoot personally.  How can I pour my heart into something I invest no time in?  Go big or go home.

I think your most intriguing video is the “Living in the rain forest with the Mentawai” short. Can you sum up how the heck you ended up in Indonesia?

My friend and talented photographer Joey Lawrence (JoeyL.com) asked me if I would be interested in attending an adventure with him and his friend Will.  Joey travels to remote places all over the world to do photography. He has shot several tribes. I expressed my interest to do the same with video.  I have always been interested in culture and visiting remaining tribes all over the world. So the next trip that came around he thought I would like to go.  On a weeks notice I left to go to the rain forest to live with the indigenous tribe “THE MENTAWAI” for a couple weeks.  Since it was so last minute, the flights and traveling was just insanity.  I spent 5 full days on foot, in cars, on boats, and in the air just to make it to the tribe.  The trip was so unforgettable not even alzheimer’s could erase it from my memories.  I could do that for the rest of my life and be totally happy.

If you had to choose,  gun to your head, what was the one event / conversation / email that has changed your career thus far?

I would have to say in February of 2008 when Ryan Clark (Demon Hunter, Invisible Creature) sent me a random email asking if I would like to shoot Demon Hunter’s documentary.  At this point I had only shot one music video and was praying daily for an opportunity to get me taken seriously in the film world.  Without getting too deep, I was overwhelmed with promise in January 08.  I felt an opportunity was coming, and that I shouldn’t worry.  However I knew it was going to be hard. Dreams never come easy. So I got the email from Ryan and he mentioned I would be doing the entire documentary by myself.  While I was in extreme self-doubt, I remembered how much I had bitched and complained about wanting an opportunity and there it was. I knew if I pulled it off, then something great would come from it.  Since completion of “Demon Hunter – 45 Days” I don’t think I have had a single day off.  God was right, and that email changed my life.  Thank you Ryan Clark and Demon Hunter for having faith in me.

The barrier to entry is lower than ever for filmmakers and photographers. What do you think separates the guy/gal with real talent from the guy/gal that’s just lucky enough to buy some fancy gear?

I will say this over and over again.  Good gear doesn’t make someone creative.  I can hand Joe Schmo the best camera out there and he will deliver Joe Schmo photos.  Hell, he could know how to take the camera apart and put it back together but with no vision he will get nowhere.  I truly believe that vision can’t be taught.  You either have an eye for it, or you do not.  One of my favorite quotes sums this all up,

The most pathetic person in the world is someone who has sight, but has no vision.”  - Helen Keller

Any respectable filmmaker/photographer is secretly in love with their gear, what’s in your arsenal?

I LOVE GEAR, but keeping up with technology is a pain.  My secret weapon was the redrock and letus extreme 35mm converters on my hvx200.  I recently have enjoyed watching technology set up boxing matches between Canon, Nikon, Red…etc.  The capabilities these guys are offering in their products are just incredible.  Multi million dollar commercials, music videos, even scenes in movies are being shot with $2,000 cameras.  The result is just unreal.  I have always been an advocate of Canon, so I recently purchased a Canon 7D.  I used 3 to shoot the entire Throwdown “Deathless” film.  Once acceptable audio gets molded into their products, which will happen soon, the industry is going to start getting very interesting.

It’s easy to point out the AWESOME aspects of your career path, what are some not so awesome aspects?

This is the question I was avoiding and decided to answer last.  It’s hard being negative when you are living your dream.  I say it all the time, but I truly am grateful to do this daily.  However, for the sake of the question I will play ball.  Some might say the risk and sacrifice sucks, but that’s what makes it fun for me.  Without sacrifice there would be no glory.  I would say MONEY is the not so awesome part.  Having to explain to people “my worth” and why I deserve to be paid. I don’t deserve a reward for answering my calling. I also dislike explaining what I am worth and why I cost more than “so and so”.  Getting paid to do something I love feels like cheating.  Also, I love people, but some clients really can take it out of you.  Most clients see the start and finish; they don’t see the obstacles you overcome just to deliver.  My grandpa once told me, “10% of each job will be the actual work itself and 90% will be psychological.”  This couldn’t be truer.  From every job, the easiest part to me is writing, shooting, editing, and finishing.  The overwhelming part is dealing with people.  The clients with insane deadlines, asking to do things that are optically impossible, wanting with no regard of how it will effect the outcome.  Everyone answers to someone, and that just creates a longer chain of miscommunication and frustration. So the psychological part of my job is very frustrating at times.  If you procrastinate and can’t get a long with people this is going to be a very difficult job for you.

If you could flip a switch right now, what kind of dream project would you get involved in?

You might as well ask me to count raindrops during the next thunderstorm!  While the list of talented actors and directors I’d love nothing more than to work with is long, I would say if it were a project I would want to work on something like “Planet Earth.” Now that may have caught you by surprise but let me explain.  I am first and foremost visually motivated and inspired.  When watching the series, not one person can watch without thinking, “unbelievable”.  What’s so funny is how tangible it actually is.  What you are watching is right here, where we live.  The message is completely universal.  WE LIVE IN A UNIQIE, INTRICATE, & BEAUTIFUL WORLD.  It is overwhelmingly undeniable by any man, race, culture, or religion.  Something I love even more is that there’s so much more to be explored and discovered.  Planet Earth only spikes the question, “What else could be out there?”  I would happily camp in the forest for a month, 2 months trying to get a 1 second glimpse of the unseen. What could be more exciting than that?  Hit me up when you get a chance BBC/Discovery!

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Head Bangers Ball

posted in Inspiration, Thoughts, blog, film Tuesday, January 19, 2010

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Last night at 2am central time, Head Bangers Ball was hosted by Dave Peters from Throwdown. During the segment they released 2 of 12 videos I had completed from Throwdown’s latest album “Deathless.”  First of all, if you haven’t picked up the album, please do so.  It is an incredible album I still find myself jamming to regardless of hearing the entire album hundreds of times, during the film process!  The videos were the first thing I have ever directed that hit national television.  Funny story…I didn’t even get to watch them.  Cable was not working at the house, it was an epic failure to say the least.  However, even knowing the videos were playing and being viewed my heart was racing.

With these films I wanted to say thank you to all of you who helped.  It isn’t enough just saying thank you.  We filmed the entire project in ONE week.  Some of you flew across the states and some of you drove for hours to be a part.  Some of you sacrificed a lot just to lend a hand and make my job that much easier.  I still shake my head in disbelief knowing how much we accomplished with our budget and time.  I learned so much from this project, not only about filming “whats the quickest way to get a dolly shot without a dolly”…but how much I truly love what I am blessed in doing daily.  How much I am surrounded with others who absolutely love what they do.  How to work under pressure.  How to stay positive and be productive when Mr. Worst Case Scenario comes knocking down your door.  We had a couple of those moments, but we still came out on top and had, what I consider, one of the best weeks of my life.

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Scene 2 of 12

Due to time constraints, the episodes played on TV weren’t even color corrected.  Some other things were nixed as well due to it not meeting television standards.  I will let you all know when the finished versions are viewable!

Thanks to everyone who stayed up late to watch and for all your texts and messages of encouragement.  It was VERY inspiring.
The final videos will be out eventually but I just wanted to thank every again for all your help.

Throwdown, E1, and Ryan Downey, thank you for giving me the opportunity and taking on such a different project.  I will never forget it.

My dad told me this quote recently in light of this project….It couldn’t be any more true.
“Nothing is impossible for the man who doesn’t have to do it himself.”  -A. H. Weiler

I couldn’t have done it without so many of you.  Thanks.

Cale Glendening

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2009-2010

posted in Family, Inspiration, Photography, Thoughts, blog, film Wednesday, January 06, 2010

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As the holidays pass and we launch a new year, I am reminded over and over how thankful I am to be doing what I love every day.  Traveling, opportunities, new friends, and new family made 2009 my best year yet.  I’ve realized my dreams become more and more realistic every passing moment.  I can only pray 2010 will be as rewarding and God will continue to open doors I thought were always locked.  Thank you to everyone for your support, loyalty, and kind words.  You lifted me up, you got me from point A to B, you let me crash on your couch, you drove me to the airport, you answered my questions, you put up with my sarcasm, you helped me on a project, but most of all,  YOU INSPIRED ME! It will not be forgotten.

I apologize for not posting much lately. I will fill you all in on everything very soon.  Great things in 2010!

I just simply wanted to say thank you and I will never take it for granted.

Cale Glendening

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Last week I spent a couple days in New Orleans covering an event called “BIG TUNE.”  Music Producers compete in a head to head battle based off crowd participation.  These guys were very talented.  Several times through the event I found myself bouncing along, bobbing my head, and throwing my hand in the air.  It was a very cool event.

The above photo is the winner of the event  ”Ill Gamez is Hannibal the Beat Animal.”  His stuff was so epic.  The runner up was a producer by the name of “SkyScrapa.”  I really couldn’t decide who I liked more, however they both move on to the finals and the definitely deserve to.    The first night I was there I spent around 4 hours shooting the promos for each producer.  They would pick 4 shots of each producer and display them on flat screens while each one battled each other.

SkyScrapa.

The venue was so beautiful.

He wore the mask the entire event.

Casey was my boss/stand in for the event.

My wonderful room, that I never got the chance to sleep in!

You are the only thing that kept me awake.

Red Bull has some insane deadlines, which are fine however they require me to stay awake all night to be able and finish on time.  Casey (Red Bull Rep) would go over all the raw photos and pick the top 15 out.  Then after raw processing I would edit the jpeg and upload them to Red Bull. I would stay up editing while she would write overviews for the event.  Red Bull put us up in the W hotel on the 17th floor.  Great view, cool people, limitless Red Bull, incredible food, and LOTR while I edit….one of the funnest jobs I have ever done.  I got to hang out with my good friend Pascal, who brought along his friend Lindsey.   Some of you may or may not know him.  He played bass for As Cities Burn and was undoubtably one of my favorite musicians to watch perform.  Not only that but he’s remained a good friend over the past 7 years.  It was great running into him again.  After the 2nd night I finished editing as the sun was coming up.  I met Casey in the lobby and we were off for the airport.

This is where my day went downhill.  I am dead tired, but I know I can rest on my flight.  I always sleep through my flights.  Going through Security this is the 1st time on ANY flight I have had my face wash and toothpaste thrown away.  On over 60 flights!  I shake it off and go to the plane.  I fall asleep immediately and wake up to everyone standing in the isle.  I figured we had landed at our destination.  About this time the Pilot comes on the com….”Ladies and gentlemen this is your captain speaking, it appears we have something hanging from the wing.  It appears to be tape, we are gonna check it out and we’ll be on our way soon.”  The entire plane started muttering and cracking jokes “Oh thank God the wing is being held on by tape.”  I mean really pilot?  You told everyone you thought it was tape?  He comes back on the com about 30 min later and says that it was some “hydraulic” part or something, however it needed to be fixed before the plane could fly.  Everyone became uneasy as reality set in…mulling over what could’ve happened if that ground crewmen hadn’t spotted this part dwindling from the wing.  The pilots apparently missed it on their walk around of the plane or it fell off as we were taxi’ing.  Either way, we were all just relieved to be getting off the plane.


Airport “Security.”  Saving the world one cartoon at a time.  Easy money.

As we walked back in through the gate, we asked the attendant “What’s going on, what do we do?”  The only reply we got was a hastily “Just follow the person in front of you….”  Are you serious?  That is all the direction/explanation we get?  Some of the passengers got in one line, half got in another line, then some others made their way back out through security.  Finally someone came on the intercom and told everyone on that flight to go get back in line at the Delta counter.  Why couldn’t they just tell as this as we were de-boarding?   So there I am, back in line behind a couple hundred people.  After hours of waiting I never saw a SINGLE agent or representative come out and explain, apologize, or offer assistance.  The only thing they did was walk through the line once and ask if there was anyone NOT on that plane, then they got to go to the front of another line.  So glad Delta were convenient to them and not us.  So finally I got a new plane ticket which left at 5pm….keep in mind I was originally supposed to land in LA at 3pm.   The lady gave me $14 to use at the airport for food as I was waiting.  $14 only usable at the airport really put me to comfort after we almost took off in a broken plane.    By the time we took off I was so tired.  I still hadn’t slept.  I finally got to LAX and wouldn’t you know…my bag doesn’t show up.  I go check with Delta who says “Oh yeah no worries, your bag is on another flight.  It will be here in 1 1/2 hours.” Yes no worries at all Delta…thank you.  They said, “We can deliver your bag at no charge.  Just pick your bag off the chart.”  Skimming through the chart they have ever picture of a bag possible, except for a Pelican case…..At this point I started laughing.  Do you ever get so mad that you laugh?  One crazy coincidence after the other?  I just said, “forget it, I am going to wait on my bag so you don’t bring me the wrong case.”  So i sat at the airport until it finally arrived and took a bus back to my car.    It was the worst flying experience I have ever had.    Delta’s customer service is terrible.  Thanks for making my day so memorable.

All in all, I would rather go through those inconvenience’s 1000 xs or deal with those rude people, if that meant living and getting one place to the other safely.  For that I smile and am extremely grateful for.

Thank you Red Bull, all the Producers, and Casey.  Thanks for all your help and advice!

Hope everyone is doing well.
Don’t fly Delta.

Cale Glendening

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