edward weston - one of the most influential photographers of the 20th century. he was highly prolific and had an artist's spirit - always searching for inspiration, change and growth. he would often forsake the practicality of earning a living with his images to explore new projects, places and ideas. he was what we now consider a california modernist, rejecting the painterly aesthetics of the pictorialists, the modernists used the camera for its inherent visual characteristics and placed great emphasis on reality, technique and form.

"I see no reason for recording the obvious."  - Edward Weston


from the epitome of anarchist artists, the non-artists making non-art in the non-art movement, (as they referred to themselves) the surrealists. frenchman rene magritte was an illustrator and painter whose work was uncannily contemporary. here's an image of his from 1937.

"To be a surrealist...means barring from your mind all remembrance of what you have seen, and being always on the lookout for what has never been."                 - Rene Magritte.


i'm currently teaching a class that's been brewing in my head for quite some time now.  it brings together several of my favorite topics - photography, art and history. it's tracing art movements through photographic history. i am once again humbly reminded of the amazing artist/photographers who have come before us. i'd like to share a few here...

"The mission of photography is to explain man to man and each to himself. And that is the most complicated thing on earth."
                           - Edward Steichen

Edward Steichen.1905. from the Pictorialist movement.


exciting news! i have been accepted into my first juried printmaking exhibition! i have been incorporating printmaking techniques in my photography and working process for about five years now. i find the long process and imperfections extremely satisfying. this piece is the first i have entered into a printmaking contest, so i'm super proud that it was selected. it's great validation and has stoked the fire to continue to work with these methods and materials.

Thanks to Print Zero Studios.

the traveling show will appear in seattle, chicago, miami, lafayette, louisiana and managua, nicaragua. below is the print. 

old memories. new dreams. (photo emulsion silkscreen, inkjet on watercolor paper) 


it's here! the summer issue of butterflies and anvils. featuring photographer doug johnson. check it out! for single issues, go here. enjoy!

talking with you.
about the state of the world.
and where we fit in.
crunching leaves...

moving through. simply.

airplane graveyard.
you stand among the ruins.
delicate and hopeful and young. busted up fuselage. your dress so fitted and pressed.
motionless. burned out wings.
not knowing if the remains are yours.
injured girl.
rusting yellow metal in heaps. lush green grass grows around you. as the bright country sun lights up your hair.
sun flare obscures your face and shoulder.
but you remain.
a giant among the battered pieces.
of this airplane graveyard.
and your world.

once we were best friends. without even knowing.
it's your turn to turn off the light.

once we were alike. without even knowing.
watching thunderstorms on the patio.

once we were confidantes. without even knowing.
we didn’t know what secrets were.

once we were happy. without even knowing.
that goodness meant we were together.

. you whispered. i heard it. i am sure.

grow. i whispered back. on the breeze that blew between us.

grow. i feel it. but i sit here in defiance.

grow. you know it. and you thrust out your shoots, without intention.

grow. i want it. but i am swimming in the thickest sea.

grow. you must. so you reach through the power lines for your sky.

grow. i can. but these tendrils hold me to this merciless earth.

grow. you will. and i’ll look for shelter below you.

grow. i will. but first let me rest my body against you.

grow. you have. and i cannot imagine this world without you.

grow. i am trying. but i cannot keep up with you.

grow. you show me. let me learn from your strength.

grow. i whispered. did i hear it? i am sure.