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Saturday, May 29, 2010

landscape templates

I noticed that this blog was getting awfully full with party shots. Hence, some landscapes from the past month. I don't show a lot of landscapes because of how easy it is for me to create them. Back at SLC in '03, Joel Sternfeld pointed out to our class the vertical approximately 1/3 through the composition of every one of his landscapes from American Prospects I find that my vertical lies about 3/8 through the composition, and that I abide steadfastly to the rule of thirds. These images aren't exactly pioneers in the rugged frontier of radical composition, but they have some good content.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Funny ones

From the past couple weeks. Westword lovin. Look for a piece on the Guardian Angels of Denver soon.

note homeboy dancing with girl number one.

and grabbing the tits of girl number two. 

Mackinac Art Museum

It's finally happening. This year, thanks to Dick and Jane Manoogian, Mackinac celebrates the innaugural season of a museum honoring the vast history and current practice of the arts on and about the island. For the opening season, they invited a smattering of island artists to submit pieces to a juried show curated by Mary Ann Wilkinson . Anticipating that they would only select one piece of the three that I submitted, I chose a wide variety of pieces that all somehow could be covered by one statement. God only knows how I was able to sucessfully join all three of these contrasting pieces into a cohesive body, (but if you are interested, you can read it below), but shockingly, they chose all three pieces. Each image will be shown as a lightjet print measuring 40" long. Here are the three that will be shown. Although the date of the opening reception is unclear, it is sometime during July. Check back on my blog or the museum website for further information.

My photographic anthem to Mackinac is ignited by the ironic dialogue between past and present unfolding on this island.  Here, as most places have, has seen a plethora of histories altered and mixed through time’s tilling. It is through this lens that I investigate island residents, unexpected landscapes and unique truth-bending narratives.
Versions of Ojibwe folklore reveres the island as the birthplace of man, as well as the earthly home of creator god Gitchee Manitou. Now, tourist-pilgrims visit the island daily to immerse themselves in historical reenactments-- one-dimensional attempts to revive an obscure utopian time. Like a land of ghosts repeating the same patterns over and over, the island seems a half-empty reminder of what may or may not have happened, once upon a time.  Instead, one finds the energy of what always is, fully intact, growing out of the cracks of our attempts to re-create it. 
Mackinac Island: Early French Fur Trade, War of 1812, Victorian Japonism, Chippewa legend all arriving today. Generations of men who moved invisible glaciers materialize as a replenishing series of eyes. Tour guides sing ever-changing myth to ponchos, tshirts and jackets respectively.  Thick blue trash bags, Varney hotel rooms and the eyebags of summer employees gradually fill. Fake indian paraphernalia rides horseback beside toy rifles the size of shipwrecks. Poets, alcoholics, boy scouts, bugalists, guitarists, politicians, summer cottagers. 
Transient home. Winter.  Life exists through all seasons.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

notoutakes from the past few weeks

May 11th. Snowing on my row cover. I am confident that my vegetable crops will sustain. 

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