July 24, 2014

The better ones are difficult to title

There are times when photographing the city where you get all these passers-by wondering what you’re possibly doing. They walk by and look back, trying to see what you’re seeing. It makes me feel somewhat like a crazy person, standing there in the flow of things to catch a moment. This, in particular, was very evident to me the other day when watching a man and his wife ob around on a street with cameras, backpacks and gear in tow. Aimlessly, they floated from street sign to bird to plant as if racing to capture what was obviously available to the next anyone from anywhere who happened to be here. It was like watching CNN – or looking into a cracked mirror. I found myself wondering what in the world was motivating them, caught myself, and continued on.
The better ones are difficult to title
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July 23, 2014

Suitable for boxes

A long time ago when I was still in school, I thought for a few days about how it might be exhilarating to outfit myself in a suit and ride glass-encased elevators to marble-laden upper reaches of skyscrapers whilst holding down some kind of financial-minded iteration of “occupation.” I got over it like a 48-hour cold.
Suitable for boxes
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July 14, 2014

Warp train

People stuck in commute on a Sunday.
Warp train
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July 11, 2014

Behind the mill, Winterton

I got an amazing tour of this mill – from holding the corn in my hand before it was processed to handling it again when it came out as maize meal. Over in the building on the left, on the upper floor, there’s this machine that shakes the product. Presumably they’re getting something other than the corn out of the mix, but I can no longer remember. I do remember that the machine shakes so violently that it bounces around on its feet and shakes the whole room.

Still vibrating from the experience, I do remember standing here appreciating the rock-hard concrete under my feet. The stationary truck sat so grounded – like it might never move – after the rattle of the rubbery room.
Behind the mill, Winterton
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June 21, 2014

Ducks in a row

On a pond.
Ducks in a row
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June 20, 2014

The world is a game

Kids in South Africa playing a weekend match on a bumpy pitch. Just like Brazil.
The world is a game
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June 19, 2014

Re-tractor

This image was posted once previously in color, but I’d forgotten about the black & white version. At the time I couldn’t decide which I liked better but was more in a color mood. I’d say about a quarter of all the photographs I make go through a rather serious examination for color or B&W testing before I post them. Color normally wins. I felt the original posting looked more like a painting and this a drawing.
Re-tractor
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June 18, 2014

You’d never understand

I’m still obsessed with photographing the sky. It’s not a phase. Usually I control myself, but lately a few good ones have floated my way. A good sky isn’t good because it makes you feel something; it’s good because it’s got you feeling nothing. It leaves you sensing your irrelevance. That’s a good sky, one that flirts with total abandonment. A good sky literally grabs you and shakes you (a few times in the best-case scenario) and then stops at once to give you the Mona Lisa – a look of contented uninhabitence, to manufacture a word. It knows you’d never understand. It’s vast and full and empty and changing, and if there’s a miniature plane mutely numbing through it, all the better.
You'd never understand
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June 17, 2014

Light liquored

There’s something very gratifying about finding a good door, especially one with the name Double Door Liquors over it – slammed shut. I think I took this on a Sunday. That might make sense.
Light liquored
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June 16, 2014

Left for days

The first time I saw her I laughed, but after passing the shop a few times on several different days I realized they wanted her this way, which is genius. I mean, everything about it is awesome.
Left for days
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