Georgia....Georgia......

this first one is a panorama....much much much better when you click on the fullview.



Why so tame?
when we can shoot wilder vines
through younger veins...
sip sweet from nights deep wells
and watch our garden swell
once the seeds are sewn
wild and overgrown
you'll see
hearts colors change like leaves...


While taking these photos, this song was running through my head on a loop......that and the opening sequence to True Blood, as well as Georgia on My Mind by Ray Charles.

relationships and self portraits.

This is a couple of different takes on the same old shit. Dating a musician is annoying sometimes. Why didn't i just fall for the safety inspector of a nuclear power plant......or an astronaut?

Remember, Holga loves you.

A tool of the trade

Those aren't my cigarettes, I don't smoke, but I do on occasion provide ashtrays for visiting friends.


Making the begrudging switch/more like addition, to digital has had me thinking about my process. With film, I am forced to develop and usually print everything. This is good because so many times I look at my images and hate them, but weeks, months, and even years later I learn to like them, or at least used them in other work. Digital is.....different. I end up deleting things for space, but I really see it more as a lost creative opportunity. hmmmm....





These were made with 120 film, untouched by photoshop. pffft.

Hipsters doin Hipster things

The Goat Farm

So last night I went to a fundraiser for the Living Walls Conference (http://livingwallsconference.com/) at The Goat Farm. Its an international conference to be held in Atlanta for graffiti artists, wheatpasters, and urban art in public spaces.


Consequently, The Goat Farm is my new favorite dilapidated space to shoot.



Blackie, the co-founder, on the left. He's really really into street art....and apparently graduated with a math degree? yes, I am also confused.





also, they had free popcorn.

regret.

The light was beautiful but the moment was ugly. On second thought, maybe the moment was beautiful too.

b-boys and graffiti girls.

Anyone who knows anything about me, knows i LOVE street art. wheat pastings, stencils, and pieces, oh my!



i have that problem myself.



graffiti is the most recent incarnation of folk art. everyone is untrained yet immaculate in their craft. Its not as terrible as you think, there are rules to it you know. Unspoken understandings of where its ok to tag and where its disrespectful.





but the point is, i love it, and feel a little sad when i go to a city and don't see it. there was a time when i could name off the real birth names of all the premier writers in my city....I'm not going to lie, i kind of miss being in the know, but its time to grow up, sometimes its just vandalism...and sometimes i'd like to think its more.