Eight minutes of time, April 14, 2018, in Nutbush, Tennessee.
Much of my work deals with memory (recording them), and using photography as an excuse to make new ones. I like exploring my surroundings and finding things I want to remember. I primarily do that with still photography, experimenting with video on occasion.
If a photograph reveals a span of time—whether it’s 1/125 of a second or several hours—compressed into one frame, then these videos are simply still photographs revealed across multiple frames. That’s how I approach them, anyway.
I hope you enjoy this slice of time in Nutbush, Tennessee.
Much of my life these days has been spent handling film in some way, in just about every way other than shooting it: processing it (or sending it off to a lab), cutting it, scanning it, and organizing it (I switched from pages in binders to envelopes in boxes for film storage, and I’m still in the middle of organizing it all). I don’t mind that, but I’m starting to feel that “I need to shoot something” itch again. I shot some macro work of some dried flower petals in the studio earlier this month, and a few things around the house, but it’s not been quite enough to scratch the itch.
Here’s a Polaroid test of the petals (actual frame being just in the corner, as the Contax 645’s Polaroid back places it).
So I’m thinking of keeping a regular blog, as in actual blog posts, with photos included (probably), not just photos by themselves (although that will still be a part of it). This is me putting that out there so I’ll be more inclined to do it.
