Post-Nuclear Art

TEST

2008-09-08T18:54:00.001-05:00

TEST

Time's Fun When You're Having Flies

2008-01-27T10:26:00.001-06:00

Has it really been two years since I last posted to this 'blog? Looks like I've got a ton of uploading and posting to do. Bear with me... I am fixing up the place so some of the links and stuff may not work just yet.

Is anyone still out there? If so, gimme a comment!

A link to the new gallery system that I am testing. There isn't any new work there yet... it's coming soon, though.

2006-02-18T12:21:00.000-06:00

So Close But SoCal. Actually, Southern Cali isn't close to Chicago at all. There isn't a spot in the country that's more distant - roughly 2000 miles to be inexact. Add an 87 degree differential (-2 degrees [Chicago] + 85 degrees [San Diego] = 87 degrees for you math freaks) and it didn't take much convincin' for me to make the trip (OK, I had to go for work anyway). Various images from January.

2005-12-30T14:16:00.000-06:00

Big Bird, You're Dead To Me And apparently you've also been written off in the minds of three little boys who've been just been introduced to a sexier, more talkative companion, Mr. Playstation 2. Various images from December: Chicago, San Francisco, St. Louis, and Orange County, California. And a leftover from Chile.

2005-12-13T20:07:00.000-06:00

When Life Brings You Lemons make lemonade. When life spills a Dr. Pepper on your lens, make pictures through your airplane window of the runway lights, with the focus setting permanently stuck at about three feet. [Updated 12/30/05]

2005-12-11T06:21:00.000-06:00

Lord Of The Ring ...the Ring Light, that is. A ring light is a special flash that mounts on the front of your lens and is shaped like a, errr.. a ring. Gains and loses popularity every 15 years or so. Notice the soft shadow that gently traces each subject. Hurry, though, it's sure to be passe soon. [Updated 2/18/06]

2005-12-11T05:52:00.000-06:00

A New York Minute that lasted five and a half hours. A recent trip to Manhattan for business provided nearly a full day of exploration - guided by Gautam - that included Union Square, the Village, Tribeca, and Grand Central Station. No shortage of material in that city, for sure.

2005-12-10T07:54:00.000-06:00

Again, And Again (And Again) A photograph captures a fraction of a second in time and preserves it forever. A multiple exposure photograph captures several moments in time, and creates a new reality altogether. Fortunately this is a simple operaton with the Holga. Just push the button again and again (and again.)

2005-11-14T19:55:00.000-06:00

Subterrain. My affection for a city is in exact proportion to its ability to freak me out on a daily basis. Although Chicago is no NYC, the El train runs underground for a good portion of the Loop, and is frequented by enough eccentric characters to make it the best people-watching environment you'll ever spend $1.75 on. More to come.

2005-11-13T12:34:00.000-06:00

Crummy.
'Nuff said?

2005-11-06T19:10:00.000-06:00

Through These Images, I Strive to convey a vision of the duality of man. I seek to express a ... just kidding. I got that text by Googling "artist's statement"... they're all the same. The only thing I was striving to do was test a new lens.

2005-11-05T13:58:00.000-06:00

God (and Hovering Airplanes).

2005-10-21T23:13:00.000-05:00

I Don't Know Anything About Baseball but if I divide the number of photographs that made it to this post by the number of bad photographs I've made in the months since I last posted, my batting average is about .0075.

2005-10-21T23:01:00.000-05:00

On July 1, August Began August James, that is. He weighed barely four and a half pounds, arrived a month early, and for several days he lived in a glass box designed to control his temperature.
Four months later: big, loud, and very, very hungry.

Three Feet Isn't That Much

2005-03-30T23:51:00.000-06:00

Three Feet Isn't That Much but it makes a world of difference when you're composing a photograph. And when you're only two and a half feet tall. Somewhere in the Marin Headlands, San Francisco.

Assault With Battery?

2005-03-30T23:29:00.000-06:00

Assault With Battery? There's this little hidden dirt road that starts immediately before you set foot on the Golden Gate bridge. It leads to Battery Wallace, a series of WWI-era bunkers that were installed in 1918 and housed the massive artillery used for the defense of the entrance to the Bay. I'll spare you the history lesson, but if you walk over the bridge towards Sausalito, it's worth a trot up into the hills. Just plain creepy.

A Most Unsettling Still Life

2005-02-21T20:03:00.000-06:00

My Most Unsettling Still Life Photograph Ever The streets of San Francisco have long been a target-rich environment for photographers. This, however, is possibly the most disturbing photograph I've ever made there. My mind can't quite resolve what is going on--or more accurately, what exactly happened to bring these two unrelated objects within such close proximity. Chance? Intentional? One person, or two separate contributors? You be the judge. Don't say that I didn't warn you.

Megapixel Schmegapixel

2005-02-21T19:40:00.000-06:00

Megapixel Schmegapixel You won't find any buttons, levers, latches, switches, dials, cursors, menus or modes on this $1 puppy. In fact, you won't find any metal, either. Scored at a garage sale by my ever-lovin' father. It cost him more to send it than to buy it.

Testing: Uno. Dos. Tres

2005-02-03T21:05:00.000-06:00

Testing: Uno. Dos. Tres. I am considering completely screwing up the inside page template. I am not sure if there is any net benefit (speed, ease of use, browser compatibility) with this new dealio, compared to what I've got now; so leave a comment about this new look 'n' feel: show me love, or tell me to get a life. It will only take a moment of your time, and you'll get practically nothing in return.

2005-01-25T21:44:00.000-06:00

The Only Thing Better Than a Box of Garage Sale Cameras is a box of garage sale cameras with exposed film in them. I pondered the dilemma of what to do with two rolls of used film containing someone's personal pictures; their private family moments from some special moment in the past. Then, I went to Walgreens and had the film processed. No high art here... but does anyone know the years of the cars in these pictures?

2005-01-23T19:34:00.000-06:00

Don't Drink and Bowl Just say No.

2005-01-17T19:26:00.000-06:00

Miscellaneous, Et cetera And a few extras that don't have a home anywhere else. El Quisco, Santiago, Puritama, Vina Del Mar, and Easter Island, Chile. The toilet water really DOES swirl in the opposite direction. Don't worry, though... you won't find any proof in pictures here.

2005-01-14T01:10:00.000-06:00

Christmas on Easter Easter Island, that is, or "Isla de Pascua" as the Chilenos call it. Most people associate the island with stone head statues (they're actually called moais ["moh-eyes"]) . They've got 'em there, for sure - but that's only a small part of the beauty and mystery of the most remote island on Earth. I arrived on the morning of December 25, and I present to you my stone head pictures. It's mandatory that you take them. But fear not, there's some non-stone-head-pictures from Easter Island coming soon, too.

2005-01-14T01:09:00.000-06:00

Absolutely Steamed Well, my cameras were, at least. Departing at 4:00 a.m., and driving for three hours over a skull-rattling dirt road, I arrived at the Geysers del Tatio in the north of Chile. It was dark and the temperature was near freezing. Warm vapor + cold equipment = instant condensation: on my lenses, my film, and on me. It's just like taking pictures in the shower, except there's a 13-hour flight to get to the bathroom.

2004-11-11T21:36:00.000-06:00

Bloody Weird, I Tell You So I get an email from Marc, an English bloke (check it out, I'm being all British and stuff) who is doing a film about Pigeon Man, a guy that I made a snaphot of (umm, in colour, whilst on holiday) in London two years ago. Marc found my image of the exact same man via Google, but that's not the weirdest part. He also noticed something familiar about these two images: the first shot by his girlfriend Louise in November 2002, and the other by me, three months later, in Februrary of 2003.