Exhibition at Franklin Foto, June 2025 I realize it’s been a long time in coming, but work from I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others will finally be seen outside the… Continue reading
I don’t often return to places I’ve gone. Well, that’s not quite accurate. I’ve criss-crossed the U.S. many times and gone back to the meaningful places as much as time and money allows.… Continue reading
February seems to be the unsupportable act,you wait for things to happen; buds to break,or the early death you always fretted, and something mean, bohemian lives in the water, under the skin of… Continue reading
It’s the holiday season and between being generally merry, getting my book published (I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others is scheduled to be released in January-ish!), organizing The Next Big… Continue reading
With my family, I drove back and forth across the country, almost since birth. I miss that America of then. It was wilder, more uncertain, disconnected, weirder. Each stop on the road had… Continue reading
As we start to transition into autumn, I am catching up with the past few weeks of shooting. I was really hoping for a leisurely summer, but I have been busy. And I… Continue reading
I’m doubling up with the next segment of I Will Not Hurt Myself/I Will Not Hurt Others, followed up by a second post of recent work. This week, I spotlight the section on… Continue reading
I do not know these words,they exist in my skin,leaking out like I wasborn to sing spite fortime; my feet do not knowtheir direction, butdrive into the dirtwe drive into the dirt,we taking… Continue reading
I am the land and the land is me. I keep coming back to the old places to remind myself that my pieces, my bones, my blood, my sands and salt and winds… Continue reading
I’m leapfrogging over the next two sections of the book, whizzing past thoughts of identity and of isolation, mostly because regular readers have seen these on multiple occasions while I worked through a… Continue reading
