Photography not only gives us an opportunity to see an “instance of life” that might have gone unseen, but photography also gives us an opportunity to transmit an experience. Imagery tells us to think about something (almost a fault) - what I’m suggesting is that imagery is allowing us to feel something. We so badly feel the need to give names and titles to our experiences - what I am interested in is figuring out a way to experience something without forcing a name on it, without forcing a description on it, without forcing a title on it - without drowning it in words. All of this is concerned with language and communication, but it’s also tied to an inherited way of looking; that we are raised to identify objects and imagery as truths which have been passed on to us. If words escape you, it’s probably a good thing.
Magic Mountain is an investigation into the small town I lived in as a child, located in the coastal redwoods of Sonoma County. The territorial nature is thick in the air, and although I believed myself to be local, I clearly stood out as a stranger. I photographed at sunrise to avoid the real locals, and hid behind the landscapes. The project quickly became a study deep into my family’s history, as well as the town. The images, as well as family archives, respond to my childhood narrative mixed with my parents divorce; my family’s relationship to a place.
i know you, now
The images shown here were made during my time at San Francisco Art Institute spanning all of 2016. The images were taken with a 16 X 20 camera I built in the wood shop on campus. I used darkroom paper for negatives and contact printed to the same paper. At the time I was obsessed with exploring collaboration - the desire to address my role in the process of image making. The lens used did not have a shutter. The images were made in total darkness with strobes, most of which were controlled by the sitter; I prepared the camera, arranged the sitter for focus, and allowed them to fire when they were ready.
Most of these images were made during my commute to San Francisco Art Institute. You don’t have to live a strange life to make interesting images - anything can happen right outside your door, or on your way to school or work.