Deceivingly Simple.

Every second of everyday in every class seems to be filled with people asking me what I am doing/where do I want to be next.  They don't mean with my life, they mean with my career (although as an artist the line between art and career is often blurred).  I have become quite aware of what is …

I Clung to a Pinhole.

In honor of Worldwide Pinhole Photography Day this past Sunday, I've decided to reveal something I've been thinking of/working on for quite sometime. The question of how to photograph somebody who's not there/an event that never actual happened has come up several times this semester as I've thought about my work.  More and more, the …

You Longed Greatly For Your Father’s House.

I made a pinhole camera in the shape of a very influential outbuilding from my childhood home.  I then took it back there, set it on a rickety old stool and shot the shed, creating kinetic images of my past. The further I'm pulled away from home (childhood), the tighter I cling on to the …