Art Isn’t Always Pretty
Saint Abigail, Pointing to Social Media Wounds I had the distinct pleasure of working with Abbie lately on a series of Mylar reflections. These images, like a lot of my…
Saint Abigail, Pointing to Social Media Wounds I had the distinct pleasure of working with Abbie lately on a series of Mylar reflections. These images, like a lot of my…
The challenge with Mylar is that so many different things are possible! (more…)
Direct full frontal nudity is so common on the web and in art that it has become cliche´and easy to dismiss as crude, titillating or exploitive. This is one reason I utilize obscuring or distorted reflective surfaces in depicting the nude. (more…)
It’s been a long while since I have posted, and needless to say there have been some changes in my art and life. But change can be a good thing. (more…)
I spent some time revisiting images I made as part of a shoot last year. I didn’t originally intend to spend a day going back through an old Lightroom catalog, but a hard drive crash and rebuild necessitated a few hours spent reconnecting files. And in doing so I reconnected with some work I had forgotten about.
But as is the case with much of my life, that simply isn't true. For much of my career in science I have relied upon a solidly unscientific tool- my…
There is a certain irony in trying to photography cherry blossoms. Why try to preserve what is only beautiful because it is impermanent?
I exhale and molecules that once comprised my flesh are thrown forth.
Carbon atoms forged in the furnaces of ancient stars,
borrowed to build what stands before you,
now recycled to the air,
possibly to become flesh again.
I complete and am completed. (more…)