Out of Place


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I’m pretty meticulous when it comes to organizing and backing up all of my images. I mean, I get paid to teach people how to do the same, so I do try to walk the walk!

Somehow, though, I mislabeled a folder, and one thing lead to another, which ultimately lead to me misplacing a couple of rolls of film, which by the time I found this image, I had completely forgotten even being in this location a couple of years ago, much less making the photo, developing and scanning the film.

This almost feels like an Evan photo, not one of mine. He and I do photograph the same things and share a lot of the same views, but I feel like our styles are very different. This is the first time that I actually said to myself, “Are you sure this is yours and not Evan’s?!” since we do share a computer.

I can tell it’s mine, though – it was obviously made with my Holga, and also the angle is totally “me.”

I can’t help but wonder, though – the longer we’re married and the more that we work together, will our styles begin to naturally become more and more intertwined?

Familiar Places


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I have been remiss from posting lately, but hopefully that will change over the next few weeks. I have been shooting a bit, but not as much as I would like. This summer was unbearably hot, so I didn’t get out much.

About two months ago, Evan and I were in a car accident. Thankfully, no one was seriously hurt, and we were not at fault, but it did completely total Evan’s truck. It is really amazing that both us and the person who struck us came out as good as we did. Evan didn’t see it coming, but I did, so of course, I braced for impact, which is only natural, but it’s also the worst thing you can do. It has taken me this long to start to feel 100% again, physically as well as mentally, but I am still experiencing some pain. Needless to say, hauling my camera gear around has been pretty far from my mind. The past week or so has been a lot better, though, so I think I’m finally on the up and up! I just feel very fortunate that it wasn’t worse, and that I have a job that allows me to work from home while I have been in pain.

Two weekends ago, as a way to try to get back into the photo-groove, we visited Antioch Baptist Church, which is one of my favorite places to photograph. I rarely (read: never) hang prints of my work on the walls in my home, but I want to print this one large and frame it. I was very happy with this one.

Stamina, Or Lack Thereof


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I’m honestly amazed at the stamina I had when I first started out as a photographer, picking up (and finishing) daily projects. I do remember it being challenging, but, to be honest, I don’t think I could do it now. This 30 day project has been fantastic and fun for me, and exactly what I needed to get back into the routine of making pictures, but I couldn’t do it for 365 days straight…30 days is pushing it! Well, I take that back, I probably could, it’s just that I don’t want to, and after three years of art school, I’m kind of inclined to only do things I want and/or need to do at this point in my life, especially when it pertains to making things.




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9 through 14 of 30

I have been shooting with Impossible Project film since 2011. I love their films, and I have also come to find that their customer service reps are so nice. The pack of film that I have here had some wonky color shifts at first, but Ilona from support was so helpful, and I was able to get back on track.

I didn’t know this, but even at room temperature indoors, this film needs to stay extra warm while it’s developing. So, if you have Impossible film that is getting really green/blue shifts, try developing it under your leg! The extra heat will make the tones develop out a bit warmer, just take care not to bend the film.




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Stare. It is the way to educate your eye, and more. Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long. –  Walker Evans

Yesterday, I finished my first pack of film for this project. When I make today’s image, I am going to switch to color film.

I know, right? Radical, I am.



I used to really, really dislike my own black and white images. I loved everyone else’s, but hated my own. It wasn’t until I began to shoot film and develop my film at home that I began to appreciate my black and white images more and more.

I am not a photographer who will say film is superior to digital, or vice versa. I think they are two entirely different mediums, and shouldn’t be compared. They each deserve to exist on their own. Each possesses its own set of advantages and disadvantages.



Film is tangible, digital exists in a beautifully back-lit box, and both are gorgeous to me, but I will say that developing and printing my negatives, both black and white and color, has made me a better photographer. I learned all of the technicalities of photography  – aperture, shutter speed, iso, how to make an image hazy and dreamy, or moody and menacing – through digital.

I learned how to see when I began to shoot film. I stare constantly.



There Are No “Re-do’s”


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On Monday, I professed that I would start a 30 day instant film project with all of the enthusiasm that someone with new-found artistic freedom would announce that they are starting a 30 day instant film project.


Well, I have made it to Thursday, and I am ever so slightly regretting this decision, because it is so unholy hot outside. Temps have been hitting 100 degrees here in middle GA, with the heat index from 105-109.

We are all lethargic, even the cats, even our wild tiger, Tabby Man. Going outside for more than a few minutes is nearly impossible.



On the positive side, this project is already teaching me to chill out (no pun intended) and rediscover how much I adore being an artist. The instant film is so unstable, I never know what type of results I will get. I’m not allowed to try to re-shoot, though. They have to just be what they are.

After three years of being in control (and a lot of times, pretending to be in control) of my work, it’s a relief to throw caution to the wind. This 30 day project, for me, this project is like laying on the beach next to a crystal clear ocean, being lulled into oblivion, as any sort of anxiety melts away. It feels that good. 



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Having finished my MFA last month, I have been in somewhat of an artistic deep-sleep. Making any sort of photographic work has been very difficult for me – exhaustion is the culprit. I have been writing, drawing, and doing plenty of reading, but making very few photographs.

I am going to attempt to force myself out of my six week hibernation. I have four packs of Impossible Project black and white film. Plenty of instant film to create a self-portrait every day for 30 days.

Daily projects always worked well for me before graduate school. I am hoping they still do. I need to find a new routine, and I desperately miss photography.

Pendulum - 1/30

Pendulum – 1/30



Safe Distance


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This is one of my favorite spots in Georgia. Just to the right of the frame in this image is the Ocmulgee River. To my left is a mausoleum, to my right are train tracks, the Ocmulgee River, Interstates 75 and 16, all within about 2000 feet of each other. I often stop to think about the countless people who have traveled this hub over thousands of years – indigenous peoples who were here long before the Europeans arrived, those of us who are here in 2015, boats, trains, clunkers and Corvettes. This spot is a busy intersection in an otherwise sleepy part of the state. It can go from silence befitting the dead to cover-your-ears-loud and back to nearly silent in a matter of seconds.