Thursday, March 6, 2014
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
My goodness I am IN LOVE with the work of Amy Finkelstein. Like melting memories, cities or bodies.... or are they forming?
"...Photographs now seem as abundant as words, taken in as a grammar or code. My work has become a sort of code, or formal system in my mind: reducing infinite subject-hood to simple planes of matter to be photographed and perceived. I am intrigued by the impulse to comprehend and read this language, and am informed by the context and image body we bring with us to any one photographic object or lens based gesture. Considering all we bring, I tend to eliminate much, reducing the photogenic possibilities down to a blank sheet of drafting film, ink, and a discipline with analog photography. From this place of uncertainty comes some sort of measurable mark. The camera takes it, and we take the image. For my thinking, the process is no longer about specific idea or creative gesture, but about certain distances of form and media yielding to potential."
Friday, February 7, 2014
I really love my job. I get to share moments with people at they are most happiest, most loved, most giving love, most beautiful, most honest, most vulnerable. This morning I had the privilege to shoot an elopement at City Hall and it was just perfectly lovely.
Anyway, have the most perfect weekend. I am looking forward to the snow, inside looking out.
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Tuesday, February 4, 2014
It's been oh so long. I recently looked back at the work I did with LowtideHIGHTIDE and felt I missed myself. As if I was an outsider looking in, or I was not myself. A teacher once told me about writing, write it for you, if you are interested in what you write have faith others will be.
It seems in order to be inspired sometimes we have to act, we have to find the inspirations - they do not move by our eyes and whiplash us into creativity. We have to sit and think within our thoughts. The days can pass over us so smoothly, and like a rock to water, we can become soft to it's time and lie there forever until we are a tiny speck of sand. The same particle, but smaller, beaten down by our own choices.
But I choose to reactivate into the world and again sit with my thought. Here is where visions and beauty are birthed.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
“This is one more piece of advice I have for you: don't get impatient. Even if things are so tangled up you can't do anything, don't get desperate or blow a fuse and start yanking on one particular thread before it's ready to come undone. You have to realize it's going to be a long process and that you'll work on things slowly, one at a time.”
- Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
in the darkness I can see your yellow
it is a hope for a new evening
Friday, March 8, 2013
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
There is one moment where she has this thought, a challenge of sorts for Victoria's Secret to use a survivor of breast cancer in their magazine. How amazing and powerful and inspirational would that be to all women?!
Monday, March 4, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Let me in to your color
the motion is so much more inviting than the spring
waiting for the eternity of seasons
to have faith in the waining
is such a task
let me in to your color
so I can be in the movement of the spring
and be taken away in the synthetic nature of this thisness
and ignore the falling of my flowers