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November 16th, 2010 Permalink

Here are my final 13 photographic series that were included in my MFA thesis show at Brooks Institute in Santa Barbara.

he said next time you can stay with me.


One never knows when reality might change in the blink of an eye. At 17, I became paralyzed from the upper chest down while participating in something that I loved to do. As a result of this accident, I was incredibly close to death, and in this transient state of mind I had a distinct vision that I scribbled in my journal. In my vision, I sensed that I might be given another chance to live with the new purpose of giving back to others through my creative work. Though at the time I was not sure what the revelation meant, it was very clear that I would have something worthwhile to offer.

Even with everything that I lost and was told I would never gain back, I knew then and still today that things could always be worse. During this time, I began to shift my energy toward using my camera as a means to approach what I no longer could do. It was at this point that I started evolving into what I now consider myself to be: a visual re-searcher, one who observes fleeting moments and translates them into photographs. My work begins with an impulse that often turns into an adventure and results in a roll of film that becomes essentially a timeline. The unifying force of the work is my conscious effort to remain receptive to anything I might encounter.

I find that using 35mm roll film is most effective, as it introduces an aspect of unpredictability: I cannot know what I am capturing as I photograph. After the film is processed, I am intrigued by the roll’s consecutive frames, which work together to tell a story. This natural narrative represents an unforeseen truth of which I previously had only been subconsciously aware. It is this process that I feel directly represents the act of living and reflecting on everyday life. My camera is with me nearly all the time because the small-unexpected moments are often the ones we take for granted. I have come to recognize, however, that these are truly the moments most worth remembering.

fall day on the river


November 11th, 2010 Permalink