Zone Three Photography, LLC

About the Photographer, Mike Lackey

Growing up I was intrigued by cameras and photography. Everywhere I traveled I was sure to have a disposable camera or cheap point and shoot in hand snapping photos at every opportunity. Having owned several consumer level film and digital cameras my interest in serious photography peaked in the winter of 2005 when I received my first digital SLR camera as a combined birthday and Christmas present. After reading countless photography books, taking college level classes and reading creative online tutorials, my passion and hobby was turned into a business in the spring of 2012.

- Mike Lackey,

Owner/Photographer at Zone Three Photography, LLC

The Name?

Many people are curious as to what "Zone Three" refers to and what it means. For that sake, I shall explain. Don't get your hopes up, this isn't a great story by any means. Rather, it's more of an inside joke and a thinking outside-of-the-box situation.

My last name is rather unfortunate and may not market all that well, so the whole "First Name Last Name Photography" format wasn't going to cut it for my company's name. I needed something else but coming up with a name for something can be one of the toughest parts of starting a company, band, project, etc. If you've been there, you know this.

Luckily, after obtaining coffee and a snack at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport awaiting a connecting flight back to Harrisburg, PA, I took a glance at my boarding pass and right then and there the name Zone Three Photography was born. My boarding pass indicated I was in "Boarding Zone 3." 

My brain rewound itself back to my high school years when I had a special plum colored faux leather recliner with a built in heater and massager in my basement. When my bandmates would come over for band practice, or friends would come over to play video games or watch a sporting event, the chair instantly became more popular than me. Chaos broke out over who was going to be lucky enough to sit in it. If you got up, you inevitably would not get your seat back. The chair was nicknamed "Zone 3" after one of its massage functions. Can you guess which one?

Sadly, this chair now resides somewhere in a landfill in Southern California rotting away never again to be enjoyed by another soul. There's no way that chair is in a better place than a finished basement, crappy apartment in Redondo Beach or nice house in L.A. Seriously. It's probably been ripped into a million pieces and scattered across a dump with a cloud of smog lingering above it. Zone Three Photography is a tribute and memorial for one of the greatest chairs to ever exist. May Zone 3 the chair always be remembered for the good times and may it rest in peace.  


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