musings-

expect the unexpected.

sometimes the best possible answer is silence.

don't forget to moisturize your cuticles.

product.

i began this project thinking that i would somehow find a way to capture a personality and render it in a way that was whole and accurate. the end product, however is much more different than i could have ever imagined and infinitely more powerful. as an artist, i feel most successful when this organic transformation happens during the hours spent pouring over your work and attending to every detail. in an attempt to create these authentic representations of certain individuals i feel strong connections to, i inadvertently made the finished product as much about my relationship with these people as it is about them themselves.

Dichotomy's
18x24 (10 prints); Hahnamhule Photo Rag Pearl


[i wish an orgasm would last forever]

[i overcompensate because i'm of being alone]

[i sabotage myself]

[i unraveled and found the sky]


[i want to discover my own mystery]

i have been studying the art of david lachapelle for many years now.  and if i could have any career in the world, it would be a lot like his.  not that i want to photograph tons and tons of celebrities, but i am more interested in capturing images that define people through their existence.

over the next six weeks, i will be undertaking an ambitious project.  i am attempting to obtain 10 individuals for ten different photographs.  stylistically, these photos are open ended.  i want each individual to express their existence in a single shot.  i want there to be a narrative that can either be happy or have more of a dark side.  i want each person to imagine that, should the die tomorrow, this photograph would collectively define their lives up until now.  i really want to work collaboratively with each person to ensure that my creative voice balances out with theirs.

if you think you have what i'm looking for, i'd love to shoot you.  but be warned, you will need to release your insecurities and dig deep into your emotions.  this will be your photograph, just as much as it is mine.

Proj09

so i'm thinking big for 2009. at least for this piece.
about a month or so ago, a friend sent me this online activity of sorts, where, through randomization, you could create a fake music album cover, pulling from wikipedia (band name), RandomQuotes (album title), and Flickr (album image). this process intrigued me, not only because of its un-limitations, but also because of its limitations. it is truly fascinating just how massive the internet has become.

Oh, btw:

don't forget.

March On.

it's funny these days, how almost all of my time is spent either working or thinking about how much work i have to do. yet when i have free time, i find myself bitching about how i bored i am. there's no medium, i have noticed. yet life bumbles on. it's really great how i can't keep myself from smiling. i'm finally doing something i love and getting recognized for it. it's sore and tiring at times, but in the end it's 200% worth it. looking back, 2008 made absolutely no sense. yet 2009 has yielded a complete picture, and everything i have subsequently done as far as education is concerned, looks like it is going to serve a concrete purpose. as opportunity upon opportunity presents itself, my decisions become ever more clear. and it is oh so delicious.

Sifting Through Memories.

i have been neglecting my diary. (yes, i indeed have one to express the things that i am not bold enough to inject into a blog) i have a bunch of stickers i've stolen from around campus that i needed to put in it, so i began leafing through the pages to find suitable spaces. i don't know why i was compelled to do so, but i eventually found myself rummaging around in my memories box. i found a bunch of letters i recieved from friends from years past, birthday cards, and a ton of other trinkets i'd collected over the years. each one with it's own story to tell. some things i can't believe that i had saved (but am now so glad i did so). every letter, every polaroid, and every little 25 cent toy i've held on to is a symbol of a connection i've made with someone; like the picture of me in jessica's bathing suit, or the happy meal robot that was the first gift i'd ever recieved from a boy (and first boyfriend), or the golf ball i found walking to the grocery store with mary.

lately i've been feeling pretty strange. not in any way sad, but almost as if i feel like i need to do so much more with my life than i am, which is ridiculous when i look at my blackberry and see how little free time i have. but looking back, my life thus far has been filled to the brim with joyful memories, and i am so grateful for everyone who has touched my life.



is anyone happy that britney's not a disaster anymore?