Monday, January 28, 2008
I've decided after many months of showcasing my own images- I will begin to showcase an artist I have been inspired by each week. So here goes...
These brilliant pieces are by a dear friend of mine, Noelani Malley. We grew up together and spent years of high-school locked up in the darkroom of our photography class. She has developed a gorgeous eye.
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Monday, January 21, 2008
Our dear friend Lucas came down to Ocean Beach for a visit. It was a blissfully long weekend searching for soulmates, staring at seals, meeting with pelicans, feeling the spray of ocean on our faces and the earth under our toes.
deep in his glow
three traveling free
boys in an alley
palm reading on a pier
textures on your toes
exploring the uninhabited
a distinct head in a distinct town
childhood aspirations of dove catching
detail of a gorgeous creation
low tide and deep shadows
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Wednesday, January 9, 2008
The empty snow covered roads of rural townships lend me new eyes.
four-way Betsy (inspired by the original Mallams)
my perception of his perception
the untouched roads
dusk preys upon an empty church
the veins surrounding Mt. Pleasant
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Day of the Iowa caucus. I had hoped to make some images of presidential hopefuls but most were finally resting after many long months of coercing people to vote for them. We tried to see Edwards speak to his Iowan supporters for the last time, but thanks to slick roads, bad directions, and parking meters- all we saw was him get on his tour bus. Later we arrived at "Caucus for Barackus" a name some friends made up as they played tunes that reminded me of Pink Floyd to a room of young Obama hopefuls that were 'fired up'. I later realized what a caucus essentially was, the patient people of Iowa that were eager to stand in a room for the candidate of their choice. A strange way to go about things, i thought. We sat in a bar downing beers and playing pool as Barack Obama won the Iowa Caucus. Obamanation! The people were happy, a friend with a Ron Paul pin on his shirt was certainly shunned. I felt like I was a part of a curious moment in political history.
As you can tell, political photography is not my expertise, I'd rather hang out with gravestones. Thinking back on how these souls could have been the young hopefuls caucusing for who they believed should rule the United States for the next 4 years. I wondered who they would have chosen, what they believed in, what were their "values" that so many today base their votes upon. If they voted based solely on a candidates religious belief? If they believed that the world was only 6000 years old? Would they ban two people to love each other simply because of anatomy? How would they feel about war? I suppose these are our fathers and mothers.. their creation of life led us to have our own opinions and beliefs. I wonder if nations of the future will think back on this period of time and wonder.. what were they thinking?
a nice moment edited strangely
creator of OBAMANATION
who we pin on a cross
outside a friendly bar
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I went from the warm breezes of island life to the bitterly cold winters of a small farm community. The low was 8 degrees below and it was hard to even think outside when more than an inch of your skin was showing. I wanted to build an igloo.
keep on trucking
where a tractor once plowed
where's the gravel?
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