“It’s how I fill the time when nothing’s happening. Thinking too much, flirting with melancholy.” Tim Winton, Breath This land that surrounds us, this land that gives impregnable meaning to our terminal character and its capacity to acknowledge our decline never fails to remind us of our place on this spinning orb, […]
“The picture stays in the kid. Tell heaven don’t wait for me” What is an image produced if not the perversion of self either in or out of frame? Authorship is dictatorship, no? What to do with a pare? Game Over, and if this isn’t an obvious affront to the Texas that I […]
It was the best of years…. Once again it is that time of year where I try to drum up some sort of edit from all of the incredible work the photography book world offers up. This year is difficult as I felt it has been one of the strongest years in recent memory […]
“The photograph, its two-dimensional plane and its insistence to be read almost always at a fraction of scale conflate the notion of environment and atmosphere”.