Showing posts with label white. Show all posts
Showing posts with label white. Show all posts

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Mine



You could say this is my Rothko. Not in the sense of this being a masterpiece, no. In the EG sense (maddening old friend) of a viewer seeing this and thinking to himself, "I could do that." And of course you could. You could find your own forest or park, be there when the sun is just right through the trees, use the right lens and settings to get the right bokeh, and find your own elegant and eloquent composition. 

And I hope you will. 

Because I will always vote for more beauty in the world.

Thursday, December 11, 2014

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.


Sunday, November 16, 2014

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.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Far Afield


What is it?

That's my favorite part of photography. You can't make this stuff up, right? So people have no problem asking - contrast that with painting! Basically no one will ask outright "what is it?" for fear of offending, or of showing their lack of art knowledge (at least that's why I refrain from asking...). A painting doesn't have to be "of" something, in a literal sense. But we photographers, we are stuck with reality.

Which is why I love it so much! It's real, and it's not. It's a rock, or a field of wildflowers, or a rainstorm, or Boston in the fall, or... Right?! *swoon*