Here is Summer.

Today in Columbus, Ohio, we reached a high of sixteen degrees. I say this because although many of my readers are local a lot of you are not (thanks world wide web). For those of you fortunate enough to be somewhere warmer I cannot lie I am a bit envious, but for those of you …

Something New.

The last day of 2016 was the best day and the first day of 2017 was the best day and I pray to God that they come together to set the precedent for what will be the best year yet. I spent my last hours of the old year and the first of the new …

Twenty-Five Times I Felt Something.

My photographs are primarily inspired by my childhood, whether that be specific memories or overarching themes/feelings. I make as a way to process the past, it is a compulsion to remember and have a record of everything. Much of my work explores ways of documenting that which has already happened. With each passing year, I am …

Erika Got Married.

Erika got married and in true Kaitlyn Jo Smith style I rolled up with a potted plant and a disposable camera. Here are the images in case you don't quite remember. Cheers to the Kirians!

Within Journeys.

I am in the process of making the most honest work thus far in my career. Today was the first time it has been critiqued by eyes other than my own. Four different people, four different opinions, yet one word came up multiple times: loneliness. I hadn't viewed Vacationland as lonely work up until this …

Family Portraits Part II.

As promised, the second installation of family portraits (find the first here). These images were primarily made during a weeklong camping trip with my parents in Vinton County, OH. On Tuesday I stepped on a bee and was fairly immobilized until Friday. Many of these photographs were taken sitting in a lawn chair with a …

Lake Scum and Dirty Feet.

First I fell in love with photographs, then, years later, making them. It was a love discovered after hours spent leafing through countless shoe-boxes of forgotten faces: people whom I would never meet that made my existence possible, my parents long before we were introduced. This is no longer a common experience, there are no …

My First Story.

This is my first story. I was the first and I was the only and like all first time mothers, mine was unaware of what she had signed up for. Mick Jagger was born on July 26th, I was not. My due date was the 15th of July, my mother wanted to pop me out on …