Apr. 13 2011

thisla:

THIS visits The Impossible Project.

two of, some of, my favorite things (and sis’).  really interesting story about polaroid’s demise, the film industry and the difference in mindset between american and european investors when it comes to something of industry.

Nov. 12 2010

POTD: November 12th 1955 – Never Forget | /Film

Feb. 19 2010

MoMA Celebrates Appalachian Filmmakers - WNYC Culture

That tension of holding the camera while living in the community is at the center of all Appalshop films. Appalshop filmmakers shoot, edit, release, and then, they stay. Relationships change and stories develop around them. “If I do something here, and I think it’s beautiful, but then someone from here sees it and thinks I’ve exploited us, then I have to live with that person,” says Willa Johnson, a 24 year-old Kentucky native and Appalshop filmmaker. “I have to see them everyday and for them to think I don’t love this area.”

Oct. 07 2008

life slowed down enough for me to develop two rolls of film that closed out my summer:  camping & LBI (best viewed as the large size or original).

Jul. 31 2008

fresh to death. (via jratlee)

uploaded selects from the first two rolls of tri-x i shot in about two years.

Jun. 17 2008

teaching & learning.

about a 6 months ago, someone stole almost all of my photography equipment.

since then, i’ve been taking barely palatable cell phone images.  these are captures.  they’re not images you put yourself into.  i never realized the difference until others started pointing it out to me.

ever since the robbery, i was focused on the fact that i let something like that happen.  i’m better than that.  the stolen goods are replaceable, so on and so forth.  time passed, i focused on work and trying to justify the moments we spend not working.  what i didn’t realize was that, as cliche as it sounds, i was letting something die.  in passing, my boss and my girlfriend both told me i was a different person and i thought, “shit, maybe i am.”

having a camera, having a tool, having a creative outlet always gave me something to put myself into.  i taught myself photography in my own unique way.  i was neither technical nor artistic.  i just tried to tell a story and show people the things they were missing.  it worked.  i was the “guy with the camera” always taking the “awesome pictures” of that party, show or event.  not that i want to be that person again, but i quickly realized that people were right…i wasn’t telling the story they were used to and knew i wanted to tell.

over the weekend i bought a used film camera and lens.  a few weekends before that i bought a large quantity of tri-x black & white film.  i just read a manual.  when was the last time you read a manual?  i drank a beer and put on a camera strap.  i took a picture.  just of my computer b/c it was right in front of where i’m sitting.  but more than that, this computer is a huge part of my life - professionally & personally.  i use it for work and i used it to communicate.  right now.  i’m looking forward to taking photos of the new people in my life, the old people and the people that are neither new or old.


i used to follow a band around (this is them now, many member/name/musical styles later) and document their lives.  i’d always hate the fact that everything about me would leave some club smelling of smoke.  even my camera.  when i unpacked this used camera and held it up to my face, i could smell the cigarette smoke lingering in the plastic.  ready, not willing, to be worked out.  it doesn’t really matter, i sort of feel at home.