Blue Skies


I find myself becoming particular about light. Not time-of-day light - that's nothing new, I adore dawn and pre-dawn. No, I'm talking about indoor lighting. For example - I was at a wedding this afternoon, and there were candles and hanging lights throughout the cathedral. Beautiful, yes? But difficult to photograph while seated (since your don't have full range of motion with your arms).

Ah, but softer light, diffused light that perhaps is streaming through a window - that is a shape I can play with. And while we're at it, shall we add some blinds to the window, for texture? By all means. And that is the start of this series.


That which Is and Is Not


Are these photographs white? 
Are these



If you've been following my work for some time, you know that I get excited about "that which is and is not". Of course, these photographs are white-blue. And they are not - they are orange fall trees, they are sunset Nebraskan sky, they are blurred 1/2, 3/5 and 1 second exposure prints.

And they are freaking awesome.


Bittersweet


The first moments of sunrise illuminate the world like none other.

It's like the first rays of light after a long darkness, even a long darkness you weren't sure you'd see through to the end. But the end came, and it was glorious - everything sparking and showing its color like you'd never seen.




I'm looking to capture that moment in my work - when you have fresh eyes to see and appreciate, to wonder and imagine. Not midnight, when all is dark. Not noon, when the light seems like nothing special. No - at dawn, when the light is soft and persistent, when everything is new.

Into the Woods


I'm paying more attention to the woods this year, especially as the seasons change. 

The leaves turn more slowly there - is it because the wind can't whip through as easily as it sweeps down tree lined streets downtown? Or does the mass of organic material keep the air warmer, prolonging fall? No idea. I don't mind keeping the color well past first-frost, though, 
so I'm not complaining :)


On a technical note, I removed four of the eight colors from these images. Can you tell which ones? Hint: these were taken with the color palette you get a few minutes after sunrise.




Nebraskan Sky


 Once upon a time, a photographer found herself on a Nebraskan parking lot, face with a beautiful sunset and time to kill (waiting for her pizzas). (Nom.) If you've never been, Nebraska is kind of flat and open - not a lot of anything between you and the Big Ol' Sky. 


So the photographer walked to the middle of the basically empty parking lot, and started spinning.
Half second exposures allowed her to spin almost 360 degrees.


(What's that white light, the moon? She thought so too, but no - it's a light in the parking lot. Ha.)

Here's the moon:



New work, old sources and #tbt pigeons

[Untitled], 16"x20"
$250

This painting is based on a photo from 2006, which may or may not have been taken in at my college dining hall. It may or may not be wobbling glass of water - more likely the camera is moving and the glass is still. To me, it's affirmation. Look! This abstract photography addiction isn't wholly new, it's been building for years and years... Which you can see, actually, in my photography work from around 2006, too - even my black and white analog work gets excited about abstraction. 

This might be my favorite section
All to my surprise, of course, because I have zero memory of taking this photo, nor most of the abstract photos I've found from my analog class. Except the one of the pigeons. And since I thought you all might enjoy it, I've taken a photo of it, below.


Note to potential buyers: 
I finished the painting yesterday, so while you may lay claim to it now, I can't ship it until it's dry.

See II, III, IV


You may remember the first in this series (if not, here). A and I were driving back to New York from Portland, and stopped in Boston-ish to watch the sunset. It's just as hard as you'd think to find a good (#don'ttowme) place to park and have a good view, but we eventually found a parking garage that was (yay) free on Sundays. Win! To the roof, with haste!


If you know me at all, you know I'm a sucker for good lighting. Give me a few hours from pre-dawn to post-sunrise (concepts I now differentiate, dawn vs sunrise), or a good hour or two near sunset, my precious golden hour. (Not "my precious" but ok, kind of.) That's not the point. The point is that the clouds in this particular sunset, combined with the expected fantastic light, produced the foundation for some great images.

Here's to another rooftop sunset to play with soon.

Cheers!