Goodbye summer. Far Rockaway. 2011.

“between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.”

Courtenay. New York. 2011.

October 2011. M86 Crosstown. Subway series.

This is just too funny, I had to screen-shot it. Go figure there a darkroom app for the iPhone that doesn’t work… well… because it’s a PHONE!

Photography and memory

Link: Photography and memory

As one who is fascinated and utterly overwhelmed by the relationship between art and memory, this post by Stephen Alvarez really struck a cord.

I’ve been questioning this for years- do images create memories or do our minds shift those memories over time into what we wish to see? There is a reason family photos and home movies are all the smiling, happy-go-lucky moments and not those of anger, despair, and pain… Which in turn brings me to another question- by evading these dark moments in traditional and average documentation, are we just tricking ourselves and our images into seeing what we want?

Still photographs are the most powerful weapon in the world. People believe them; but photographs do lie, even without manipulation. They are only half-truths.

Eddie Adams

lacymorrison:

Fellow travelers, may the burdens of chronological age never seperate you from the spirit of child within, may the onslaught of responsibility never dull the sense of wonder that pervades, may the world and its adolescent furies find themselves unequal to the task of destroying you, and many years hence, may you be reminded and judge for yourself.

Kudzu, 2011

Summer 2011.

finally beginning to work with film again. i have missed the grain and flaws of art.

coney island. january 2011.

Strangest business meeting ever. (Taken with Instagram at grand central station)

Coming back home. (Taken with Instagram at Lancaster, PA)

One day I will take that roadtrip and document strangers. (Taken with Instagram at Harrisburg, PA)