Monthly Archives: July 2022

the world as we knew it, 1

I’m coming off a year of personal loss. I can see that the universe is filling in those gaps, in some unexpected ways, in some ways that are delightful, in some ways that matter both personally and professionally. And that makes it feel like I’ll get through it and be a better person than I would have been.

But there are other things, politics most particularly, that are leaving me reeling, that make me sad and frightened, and unsettled.

This photo, one of my experimental intentional camera movement shots, represents the way I feel. Things I understood and that I thought were unchangeable are shifting, changing, disappearing, becoming almost unrecognizable.

Chicago, Illinois
photographed 6.28.2022

waves, abstract

A little more ICM, a technique that’s about as far from my usual documentary style as I think I can get.

It is a nice change, though, to blur reality; lately reality seems like it could benefit from being blurred and my own mental health will in turn (perhaps) benefit from blurry reality.

Lubbock, Texas
photographed 6.19.2022

less literal than usual

Were you wondering what would happen if I saw ONE MORE image that included intentional camera movement?
 
If you thought it would drive me to watch a short YouTube video and head into the back yard to try it out, you were exactly right.
 
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 6.19.2022

angel with broken wings

I can’t go to Santa Rosa without stopping at this old cemetery, with its roofless, falling down church ruins. I like the way a now-gone bush scratched wind-driven arcs into the wall. I like the way the a little more of the stucco has let go of the adobe walls every time I go by. But mostly I like the broken-winged angel, who is watching the slow-motion collapse of the building.

And I also like this song by Los Lobos. In case you were wondering.

Santa Rosa, New Mexico
photographed 5.28.2022

an easter egg

So, you know that I like to find abandoned places to photograph. And you know that I will take any opportunity to shoot the interiors, capturing the stuff that’s left behind. So nothing about this image will surprise you, probably.

My second favorite part of the image are the handprints on the dusty booth. And my favorite part is the little Route 66 sign, hidden away on the back wall.

Santa Rosa, New Mexico
photographed 5.28.2022