In the beginning when I would pick up a camera it was always a million clips, takes, images, clicks etc. And slowly over a decade of that I’m beginning to click less, record less yet ironically capture more. The intuition of capturing a moment is becoming more and more of a second nature to me. People are trusting me to capture their images 3 or 4 days each week, sometimes every day of the week I have a photo job.
As i’m flipping through some images today, rolls of film, a swim job I shot last week. There’s less actual frames, yet more options to choose from than ever before. You only need any type of camera, and one second of something interesting happening to capture. What I and many of my friends do is relatively complicated and hard to explain, but it’s beginning to slowly become more simple in my mind.
2020 - 21 has been a very tough year. Lost too many close family members and attended more funerals than I would have liked, but the growth I have seen in myself and as an artist has been unexplainable. Very thankful for those who trusted me from the beginning and continue to do so now.
It’s a Saturday morning here in Los Angeles and I felt like pounding the keyboard a bit and sharing some images with you guys.
Lost my grandmother a couple weeks ago and I didn’t want to go too wild on social media about it, but I was thinking of her a lot this morning and thought I’d throw together something.
There’s lots I could say, but I think what’s important is how much she loved us, and how much we adored her. She was the most gentle polite woman I ever met. My grandfather was always so good to her and they were both great examples for me to grow up around. Every day after school I’d go out to the farm and Grandpa would be working in the barn and grandma would cook us a hearty meal.
Nothing I could say would explain the void I and those who knew her will feel. Suddenly I don’t have a reason to drive out to the farm, one less stop to make when i’m back home in Indiana.
Feels like just yesterday Grandpa and her were picking me up from elementary school or teaching me how to drive.
Could never repay my grandparents for all they did for me, and how they prepared me for the future. They raised me as if I were their own son and I could never forget that.
