An Instant Wedding
I think one day it would be really fun to shoot a wedding entirely in Polaroids (Fuji Instax, you know, since that’s what I’m actually using these days), though probably quite nerve wrecking since it wouldn’t exactly be a forgiving medium....having to keep track of all the photos, lack of a real zoom, ect. However, I think the outcome would be quite the keepsake, especially for the right couple (and I have the slight inkling that this ideal couple would be a tad hipsterish). And while it may not be forgiving in the creation stage, once you have the images in hand, scanning and reproducing them is more then doable - in fact one of my favorite things to decorate my room are enlargements of polaroids that I’ve printed to be 12 x 15 inches. In fact I think I would like my own wedding to be shot if not entirely, then mostly in Polariods. I would especially enjoy having those who were in the photo, or perhaps sometimes whoever took the photo, write the captions in the little white space in the bottom. Now I just need to you know....find someone to marry. Hah. Luckily I have many a years to figure that one out.
Abandoned Graffiti Filled Lot
This past weekend my brother in-law and I went out to get ice cream and while we were out, I dragged him on an adventure to explore a location I had heard about, but had never actually been to. I liked it a lot, in spite of its super sketchy-ness, and really want to go back and do a photo shoot there sometime. He on the other hand basically made me promise to never bring him back there....lol, oh well.
Artist Statement
Being a voyeuristic person, I like to capture intimate moments that make up the daily grind of those around me, who are often subjected to my intrusions. It is my desire to freeze life at the moment I don't want things to change that motivates me to create images. To isolate these precise instances, separating them from the rest of time, to be saved and looked back upon; because things inevitably do change. Over the coming years I will continue to collect pieces of life. Only then will the things that seemed to change so subtly over time seem drastic. They will be a reminder of what once was. And if history does indeed repeat itself, an indication of what is to come.