“This is a project where everybody wins: the villages will get power, the cliffs won’t be damaged and it will be a work of art.”- Hiro Yamagata Sometimes, I wake up with a sense of urgency, and I immediately pull for my phone. The world is happening. I see something pretty: a elderly woman in … More Winning
It starts with a platform. We collect together and wait. I stand near the furthest end, where the crowd thins. A man stands next to me. I am reading. He is staring. Now he is whispering. We lock eyes. A shiver down my back. I move to the middle of the platform. He leaves the … More Balloons After Lunacy
Sometimes I think about art as people more so than objects. Yes, I know humans make art, but sometimes, I twist the narrative. I like to think about art as living and breathing organism, with confused feelings and moods. I saw this large photo of a Mike Mills piece in a Los Angeles gallery. It … More Cloning A Mike Mills
“You begin with the possibilities of the material.” — Robert Rauschenberg The other day, my fiance and I shot a scene together on a sound stage. He is an actor, and I am not, so the whole experience was spatially overwhelming to me– take five steps and you’re at city hall, three steps and you’re … More Rauschenberg & Sound Stages
Over the weekend, I met a woman with autism at a party. She pushed my head into my friend’s head. She wanted us to kiss. It was initially jarring. She asked what my sign was. I told her and then asked what she liked about astrology. Her mother interrupted us– she just likes asking the … More Autism & Recording Relationships
Turns out the homeless man I spoke about the other day is alive. He wears sunglasses now. Five feet from his corner of the sidewalk, I found this pigeon. I did not touch or move this pigeon. I just leaned over and took this photograph. The sun was glaring, so I didn’t stay long to … More Signs
“Los Angeles, give me some of you! Los Angeles come to me the way I came to you, my feet over your streets, you pretty town I loved you so much, you sad flower in the sand, you pretty town.” — John Fante (Ask The Dust) I took this photograph on Spring Street with my … More The Many Fantes
“The world can only be grasped by action, not by contemplation. The hand is the cutting edge of the mind.” — Diane Arbus At 21, in the darkroom, I dipped my fingers in the fixer to pull out a print. “Don’t do that.” A classmate reprimanded. “Your hands are like sponges.” At 28, outside The … More Photography & Assault
In the 1980s, Nan Goldin used photography to document her life and empower her own history. In 2012, I resisted purchasing an iPhone for fear of having too much access to the world at all times. I did not want to think about sharing and likes in relation to worth. I did not want to … More Nan & Nanotechnology
Revising Loneliness 