the candidate

new year's eve stop / hampton, nh

well here comes the primary.

backyard

matt warren / backyard woods, glouster, oh (may '11)

Editing work from earlier this year, all wrapped up and trying to keep warm in my new apartment in Concord. Its on the third floor and on a busy residential street. I don't have a yard. 

Matt lived on that little compound that the McKees claimed on that first bend on Town Street in G-Town. Three houses pressed up together that spilled toys, broken lawnmowers, four-wheelers on to a hill behind the house that stopped abruptly at a creek bed. A couple heavy wooden trusses connect it to these woods. They seemed endless. 

Blankets and shawls pale in efficacy compared to memories to walking out the door and being nowhere and everywhere. Desperate for Ohio times.  

small town still life III

thousand-piece puzzle / whittaker place, penacook, nh (nov '11)

tots / community center, penacook, nh (nov '11)

landscape / community center, penacook, nh (nov '11)

Ripping a door off its hinges can help get things moving. Work has been busy and as usual its all piling up into one undecipherable mess that I'm not sure is mine. This highly understructured and wandery series is like a smoke break for my brain. Sorry for all the non-smokers out there that don't understand that similie. 

small town still life II

church of immaculate conception / penacook, nh (nov '11)

duty

election day in ward 1 / penacook, nh (nov '11)

small town still life I

beauty queens / deerfield, nh (sep '11)

There's no pretense about how fast things need to be turned around here. 

There's no excuse as to why I couldn't spend a few minutes staring at a corner. 

first firsts

bertrand / manchester, nh (oct '11)

Here is the first of my work at the Monitor that I'm sharing. This project is one I did with reporter friend Tricia. It was tough and we were both lucky that our editors allowed us time away from daily work to pull it off. It's a series of testimonies from new citizens voting for the first time. 

You can see the project (words, images and handwritten thoughts) here.

This post is for some outtakes.

gustavo / merrimack, nh (oct'11)

helen / exeter, nh (oct '11)

 carmen / manchester, nh (oct '11)

 seshank / durham, nh (oct '11)

last week

kevin / monitor parking lot, nh (oct '11)

weight / home trash pile, nh (oct '11)

fatty's gone / concord, nh (oct '11)

Last week was tough.

snow in october.

 quilt shop next door / concord, nh (oct '11)

93 north / near bow, nh (oct '11)

snowed today. leaves still be on trees making this the weirdest looking snow globe on the mind shelf.

comet

brad at the initial point of concern / random wv road, sep '11

negs immune to the cat tranquilizers / conneticut rest stop, sep '11

duct tape and shoddy american engineering will get you places. my move to new hampshire had all the right elements: hot boy, decent tunes, string cheese. everything except a reliable vehicle. towing a 4x8 trailer full of my shit is what finally did her (the jeep i'm still mourning) in, but not before her final act: a multistate relocation. the cats did well, despite my best efforts to sedate the crap out of them, they were good company and only bolted towards the gas/brake pedals once and even kept us warm during a cold snoozin at a new jersey rest stop.

an oil/fluid drip landed on hot metal in the undercarriage and caused a dramatic smoke trail on our entire 14+ hour trip. we came into concord like a comet.

migration patterns

glass door, white house/athens, ohio, sep '11

ATF ranch / athens, ohio, sep '11

before the move towards the mountains, my post-nyc eyeballs were so happy in ohio.

jamón

41st street /NYC (June 2011)

need to ease into this again, so as to avoid silly rambling, here is an update in bullet points

two weeks till i'm done interning at the new york times

the city is not what my 18-year old self dreamed about, but the food is awesome


accepted a job as a staff photographer at the concord monitor (NH)


the cats and i are going on a road trip soon (!)


i'm going to update my website very soon

eggs

Easter party / Glouster, April '11

In light of certain things, a new fierce fire under my ass is directing me to try a new and less-half assed look at my work. Enigmatically speaking, its the difference between hand-dyeing hard-boiled eggs and scrambling around for plastic, candy-filled shells.

discipline

nykki, blue and uncle earl's finger / trimble (dec 2010)

Words elude me tonight. The dog days of winter in a shack full of felines. Dalé.

start / finish

sally / glouster, oh (july 2010)

It's hard to see when you're so focused on the end. I'm in the middle of trying to finish my master's proposal.

idle

lindsay waiting for her brother after the school bus dropped her off / oakdale alley, oh (feb 2009)

I originally posted this last week, but fell asleep before I could write anything. I let it sit because I was too busy trying to employ my words in other places: talking to people about my photos, writing about my photos in metadata land, talking with Brad about the merits of 30 rock, playing road trip games on the way to washington dc, accepting an internship. That's the magical thing about the internet though. We have edit buttons.

Glouster, the town in my white whale of a project, has been perpetually pushed back while I handle these things I sort of need to handle on this side of my computer screen. The new year has been a lot of work, but no shooting. I had a chance to go through everything I have shot up until this point and found little moments like these that were brought into the largest and, yes, most comprehensive edit of this work so far. While that kind of retrospective progress has been made, however, I've idled on my shooting. Next week, man. Next week.