because nature stinks.

I'm trying to get a website up so I'm going through the archives..It's funny.. I took this picture near my family's cabin in western Pennsylvania last weekend, before coming to nyc, and it is almost exactly the same as a picture I took at a truckstop while driving to nyc last fall:And then I decided that I'm going to be a humorist photographer. Well... not really, but I wish I could be. I've put some of these on here before, but while going through the archives these are the ones that made me laugh:

life is strange.

people.

I'm not a creeper.

Ok, maybe I am... but it's in a tender, loving, bright-eyed way. People never cease to amaze me... it's in the little things- two friends linking arms and spilling with love and joy for each other's presence, strangers smiling like they've known you for years, girl friends sitting on the porch drinking wine until 4 am, how people react when they spill their coffee, seeing two people flirt, or seeing new lovers giggle and sneak kisses at parties, bikers nodding in recognition while passing each other on the road, watching girls fix themselves in reflective windows when they think no one is watching, watching the poets brew, the painters dream of colors, and the musicians tap their feet...

My exterior is calm, but my heart and mind are running 5,237,594 miles per minute... My life is about to change more in the next few weeks and months than it has for 20 years. I can feel it. I can feel myself exploding into life, awareness, and openness... it's insane. I'm screaming, crying, laughing, dancing, and silent at the same time. Some people would say there is a pill to fix that. I say, bring it on. I want more.

This is change. and that is life.

self. home. tub.

from the winter.

It's a tragic, beautiful, awful, lovely time of year.

Zephuros

I did a quick photoshoot with a musician, Kevin Meyer (aka Zephuros) about two weeks ago. He sings really tender and slightly quirky folk music about nature, and is awesome. check him out: http://www.myspace.com/zephuros

old polaroids.

blurry ghosts.

demolition

"It's a long way down but I feel alright." ryan adams.

verla's legs.

Verla waits for someone to help her to the bathroom. She's wheelchair bound.

I'm putting together a multimedia on hickory creek for Soul of Athens in the next few days.. It will be interesting working in audio to the batch of pictures I've got. It's funny... for all the time I've spent there, I've barely photographed. I feel like it's been more of a personal growth experience than a photographic endeavor. I really love them.

you can see some other pictures from the nursing home here: http://www.sportsshooter.com/shaenamallett

super 8

found. it looks like it's straight out of a dream.

04.27.2008. take the wheel and drive.

self.

The feeling of constant motion.. always a sleepy driver behind the wheel.

it's time to wake up.

the long and winding road.

the road had the most perfect curve.

I spent last weekend in Kentucky.. and this lovely afternoon was spent at a swimming hole. It was such a sunshiny day, with the biggest concern being how to best swing on the rope. I felt like I was 12, in the best way possible.

sigh... i'm restless here.

I feel really inspired and in love with life.. and people. I'm so in love with people (you reading this, you're wonderful, whoever you are. life is wonderful and strange and magic everday) but I'm consumed with work. I'm overwhelmed. and I'm restless, ready to be done, to leave, to move on... All I want to do is share in life with people and live a life of love and openness, but GD I'm overwhelmed with meaningless work... It's this internal conflict. I feel inspired but have no time to pursue it.. I try to make it better by saying maybe next week... or next week... or the next week... things will slow down.

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...