Recently, I’ve been working on journaling more about the images that I capture in an effort to share in-depth thoughts on the images I capture and to free myself to share more openly and in increasingly personal ways.
Journaling is extremely freeing in that it’s a way of auditioning for yourself or mentally sketching abstract ideas for an audience of one. By design, the practice is free from judgment, or peer-review I find that when done consistently it allows me to say the things I say that I would not have otherwise.
As I continue to write and work on sharing more of my truths it’s become fun to share entries and show some of the thought processes behind the work. Below are some recent journal entries in regards to the photo that inspired it, or the memory that triggered my awareness to capture the photo in the first place.
This is a Plymouth Fury station wagon.
I always remembered it being this massive car, and part of me chalked that up to being so little at the time.
Ran into this bad boy while on-assignment today re-confirmed, this MOFO is GARGANTUAN.
Also explains, why I could never feel the AC, sitting all the way in the back w/ my grandmother driving around in the Vegas desert. … lol. good times.
Photography and street photography, in particular, are based on awareness; of both surroundings and self.
I’m certain that particular childhood memory is why I always notice when someone leaves a little friend behind.
Sometimes people think I stage the photos, but each toy is captured as-is in its resting environment.
In general, life seemed difficult and exhausting. For a long time, alcohol was the only way I could dull its constant sting until I almost died.
Once I quit drinking, I was convinced that I was going to have to white-knuckle my way through life, the same way I was navigating my newfound sobriety.
I wasnâ€™t really sure how I was going to make it through my existence, let alone enjoy it. Then my awareness changed.
While out walking, I saw this amazing sunrise peeking through the trees. Frozen in awe, I stopped walking and took a photo.
Every day since I’ve searched for something to appreciate. Taking a moment to find gratitude in the world around me has fundamentally changed my life.
While I’ve since taken better quality images, this photo retains a deep personal value. In this moment was the realization I have the power to cultivate joy and when I gave myself permission to dream again.
On the job harassment in a place, I loathed made me extremely ill. As I was going under for my procedure, I thought “I hate my job”
Realizing if I didn’t wake up that would be my last thought; I vowed to change my life immediately.
This photo of my hospital bed was the first part of me keeping that promise.
For me, it serves as a powerful personal reminder that nothing is promised and that time is my most valuable possession.
To the right, my original artwork from 2015 as a part of my Hellbent studio exhibition, and the most likely inspiration.
As a photographer, it is extremely difficult to defend licensing and copy write on original images.
When it comes to intellectual property, design and specifically style this can cause even greater challenges.
Proper business conduct, would have their art department contact me. I’ve contacted the company on more than one occasion and have yet to solicit a response.
Looking forward to them getting back to me, and corporations being accountable for crediting artists and compensating them for their original works.
One of the best things about my job is that I always have a camera in hand. as a result, I am always ready to capture the random moments, places and things my work exposes me to. Here are some of my favorite behind-the-scenes shots I’ve taken while on assignment recently