Photography


25
Jun 10

Just the inspiration I needed.

Briony Campbell, photographer

I can’t ever really figure out what makes me make art and what makes me stop for a certain period of time.  For a good amount of time I have had the intention of creating a project with the working title of “A Conversation with my Grandfather.”  The basis of the project is taking photographs with my grandfather’s old camera that was given to me after he died.

Just about 4 days before I was set to graduate college my father called me to tell me that his father had suffered a stroke.  I screamed at the top of my lungs.  I had lost someone that had just begun to become one of my best friends.  We had written each other back and forth while I was in college and had grown to understand each other.  Most of it was me realizing both our vast differences and our great similarities.  I was also old enough to realize that my grandfather had lived for 62 years before I was born and that all of those years influenced who he was.  I understand him even more now, even though he is gone, as I get older.  Generations can grow together when they are willing to accept that they are leading separate lives in the same place.

I have rolls of film taken from my grandfather’s camera, but they are sitting in a drawer in my living room.  I don’t know if it is fear or what, but they have been sitting there for more than a year, waiting to be developed.  And, I know that one or two rolls will not be enough for a strong series of work, so I need to keep photographing.  But, I’m not.  I can give you many many reasons.  I don’t have the time, the energy, I have a lot of things on my plate right now.  But, I am figuring out at this moment that I am afraid.  I am afraid to say goodbye.

But, there is hope for me.  About 15 minutes ago I discovered Briony Campbell and the dad project. She used photography to cope with her dying father.  The artist also created a film which may be viewed HERE. The work is honest, soft, natural, heartfelt and very inspirational.  Just what I needed.

Briony Campbell, photographer


9
Mar 10

Perhaps it’s time to say good-bye.

I haven’t been able to work up the nerve to toss these lovelys into the compost bin.  They are slowly disappearing on their own.  A different picture everyday.


25
Feb 10

Death in my living room.

The pink and yellow tulips of last week are slowly crinkling to nothingness.  They are at the point where they are changing by the hour.  A sadness is starting to seep over the room, but I don’t want to let them go yet.


25
Feb 10

Leftovers

This morning as I stumbled around the kitchen trying to put a cup of coffee together I noticed the beauty that the crumbs of broccoli can sometimes leave behind.


19
Feb 10

These shoes are too clean.

A clear sign that I haven’t done enough running lately.


18
Feb 10

My Favorite Day.

I have been reminiscing and daydreaming lately about my wedding day.  One of my best friends recently got engaged and my brother is getting married in a little over a week.  My friend Mark was so right when he said attending a wedding will never be the same after I was married.  And my college roommate Katrina was right when she told me she would love to relive the day over and over again, but since you can’t, take it all in the best you can.

I am happy I decided to go with Lavender for my wedding bouquet.  Not only is it pretty much everlasting (great symbolism for a wedding) but I have a smell memory now.  Every time I catch a whiff of lavender I think of inhaling it while I wept happy tears as I walked down the aisle to meet my very-soon-to-be-husband.


17
Feb 10

Changes in the Environment.

So, yesterday I came home to a bouquet of pink and yellow tulips.  I was told they were for “Just being me.”  Sweetheart.

Adding an object, especially one of vibrant color causes a great deal of shifting in space, light, and mood.


16
Feb 10

White walls.

I think this might be my favorite spot to watch the sun slowly seep away from the walls.


15
Feb 10

Soap scum.

Wow, I need to clean my shower.

The light in the afternoon creates such great lines.


12
Feb 10

Evidence of Life.

Wrinkles have been catching my attention lately. 

(click on the image for larger view) 

They look and feel like evidence of an experience.  Proof of comfort and living.  They’re also proof that it may be time to change the sheets (: