Strange what emotions crop up when you look at old photos. Nostalgia, a remembered smile and sadness.
Monday, April 21, 2008
A young woman was murder on Saturday. She is survived by her parents and brother. A equestrian by passion and a budding and gifted photographer who also loved the City of New Orleans. Her room is decorated with all of the ribbons that she has won over the years. On the floor, in neat little stacks, are framed photographs of various things that fascinated her visually. Around the room are photos of her competing. Graceful and elegant she appears in the photos on her horse as she jumps over the hurdles.
Like all these scenes that I have seen in the past I always wonder, why?
The murderer took his own life afterwards. Cold comfort and in the end none at all for her family and friends. She is gone.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Sometimes the stress of the job becomes overwhelming. I find myself at some scene where some senseless violence has taken place, a situation that has played out repeatedly for me over the years. I try to have a cynical air about the experience, but in reality it affects me just as much as the first time that I witness it.
So in reaction to that I have been attempting to take images of what is in some way the opposite of the situation that I'm in, sometimes within the very day. In other ways to acknowledge a particular experience directly. Not to the negate the violence that I have witness but to acknowledge it in some sort of creative way to help channel some of the emotions that have affected me.
Reflections in Blue is a series of photos that document that inner chaos.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
I have been uploading all of my images as fast as I can scan them onto Flickr. I hope to concentrate mostly on the images from the South Bronx during the 1980's then expand out to my other body of work as time progresses. I would appreciate any comments or information on the series which can be posted either here or on flickr.