4/29/08

home, tornado, and kids on railroad tracks.

I went home a few weekends ago.








we had a few tornadoes pass right over where we were... as soon as they passed I was on railroad tracks. The air always gets so eerie after a storm like that. It feels like it's taking a deep breath after raging upon the earth or when you wake up from a dream and you're not sure if you're actually awake or not...












4/23/08

alone at the theatre.

"So may night continue to fall upon the orchestra, and may I, who am still searching for something in this world, may I be left with open or closed eyes, in broad daylight, to my silent contemplation." - Andre Breton Surrealism and Painting, 1928

basement

4/20/08

I see colors.

Some pictures from this weekend and thoughts on color content.

As for the bumble bee...I'm allergic to bee stings so general I run from anything that buzzes, but I felt bad for him.. he was trapped inside, so I opened the window to let him out. He never left. I heard he died.



I find myself often using color as content. I love black and white... no, wait, I adore it. truly. It seems as though almost all of my favorite photographers shoot in black and white (take Paolo Pellegrin from example, the master of bw). But I think and see in color. It's this struggle in my brain sometimes- I'm very visually driven, so it's really easy for me to make pictures of "things" and focus on a "mood," but I'm in love with people- I want to share their lives and energies with other people the only way I can (visually) so I wonder sometimes if I'm doing a disrespect to actual story telling by being naturally more visually driven. I know there's a way to combine the two.. to find a balance between the "mood" and the "moment," and I think eventually I'll find it. But another thing... I feel like a lot of photographers think it's a bad thing to use color as content. Why?? Why is that a bad thing? If you're using color because you're lacking content sure, that's bad... but if the color IS the content, I think, if done well, that can be ok. Sometimes color isn't just chosen because it makes the subject look nicer- sometimes it's just a part of the subject matter. I don't think that's anything to run from.... I'd rather embrace it, and keep finding a way to make it better.

And after having that ramble, I just got a huge craving to shoot some things this week in black and white. (hahaha)

4/15/08

waking gray.

When I was going through these pictures, Ani DiFranco started singing..."under a sky that is gray, and sand that is gray, an ocean that's gray." It seemed eerie and perfect.


I feel like I'm in a dream. A waking dream. I'm unsure of what is now. what is the future. I float about, being caught between the two places... Trying to find that balance between the future and the present. I think it worries some, but I find the dream-state is really something beautiful. I'm always one for blurring lines. It's such a strange thing, to be human. It's really wonderful and terrible and tragically beautiful.

It's 3:36 am and I can hear birds singing...

4/12/08

hello california.

It's an excessive amount of pictures, I know... and a lot of them aren't overly special.. but it's a travel log of my trip to California a few weeks ago with my dear friend peter. It's the first time I've ever been to California.























Roadtrips are the best.