Some projects stay with me. Layered with humor and truth, drawing me in both immediately and over time. One photo book I keep coming back to is Hillerbrand + Magsamen’s House/Hold – scenes of an American, suburban family.
A nice reminder that some subjects – perhaps once believed would only resonate with the artist personally – might be more universal than we suspect.
In the past year, I have ridden the bus over 500 times. Different lines, different drivers and passengers, but always an adventure.
New Year’s Eve, TriMet Bus, Portland, OR, December 2014
I recently visited an office in a downtown high rise. While looking out the window, a colleague pointed to bubbles floating by. A woman on the third floor quit smoking, I learned, and took to blowing bubbles on her break instead.
Oh, Portland. . .
. . . including the participants
Royal Selfie, 82nd Avenue of Roses Parade, Portland, OR
The Spectators, 82nd Avenue of Roses Parade, Portland, OR, April 2015
Please visit Blue Sky, the Oregon Center for the Photographic Arts, this Saturday, March 14 for a last chance to view photographs from the 2014 Pacific Northwest Viewing Drawers Program.
I will be there with my work from 1:00 – 1:45 p.m.!
I have been beating myself up a bit lately when it comes to photography. Having somehow convinced myself that I should have a project or destination in mind before setting out with my camera, I have been shooting less. And frustrated when shots don’t add up to a cohesive body of work.
While ‘lack of time’ is usually blamed for photographing less, in this case it’s wrestling out of my current state of mind. And back into one open to creative experimentation. Unafraid to “wander down a few dark alleys,” as I was reminded by a fellow photographer today.
In college, I went to hear Billy Joel lecture to an audience of music students. When asked about “Piano Man,” he confided that when performing the song for the umpteenth time, his mind will often drift to the mundane, like what he’s going to eat after the show.
While the strength of the piece may remain, repetition can tire both the artist and audience. Not to mention imitation.
Just sayin’, Portland.