Saturday, November 26, 2011

The key to life.

Today is november 26th.


it is november.

Take in a full account of our attire, then send us no flowers.

Today was gorgeous. I lived in the world today. 


The children are happy.

The old man in the chair is happy.

happy us.




people i love filled with happy.

sunshine is happy.

purple sunglasses. longboard. hands up high. on a high. 



This is what me and my family did today. 

I love them. 

Go into the world and BE HAPPY.


Saturday, November 19, 2011


Man structure.


God structure.


I enjoy both.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

"View from my Toilet"

Should be the name of a book. yes?

not mine though.

I thought I would share with you my new working process, or in other words... the view from my toilet.

I recently found out that my working process needed some improvement.  Before it was, shoot > make a contact sheet > choose what to print > make final print.

I really just didn't know any better.

But along the lines of not understanding the worth of my work I also have a really hard time knowing which photographs are worthy of printing. makes sense right?

This is where my critique class has been ever so helpful. 

new process.  shoot > make contact sheet > grab ANYTHING that sparks my interest, make a proof print > live with it > make a full size test print > final print.

The moment Jim uttered these word to me I knew it was just what I needed.  

I think the key here is living with the images. In addition to living with them I will be rearranging them, looking at them in different ways, and paying attention to which images speak to which.  And all this from my cozy little toilet room. I am certain a new spot is in order, but this is it for now.

I love this. Anything that slows the process down is a very good thing.

I feel perfectly content just making proof prints to live with for the rest of the semester.  Shhh... don't tell Mr. W.

Just kidding, you can tell him. I've worked my tail off this semester and have plenty to show for it ;)

* this girl ain't worried about it *

Friday, November 11, 2011

A rare glimpse

at my ugly handwriting.  (you can thank me later)'s because I'm struggling with something.

I am sure I mentioned the critique class I am taking over at Art Intersection, yes? Well...

I found myself going into one of my almost unintelligible rambles last week as I expressed my frustration with finding value or importance in any of my images. 

Sometimes (alot) I think, how could this possibly matter? 

It seems an awkward position to be in. So much passion for something and yet a questioning of it's value.  

My instructor, Jim, thankfully interrupted my ramblings, and asked me to do something.

He told me to write.  Take your notebook here and just start writing, he said. Write down everything that comes to mind, anything at all pertaining to the need to photograph. write write write, don't stop. See what happens. 

So I did.

Is it the final word? no.

It was 30 minutes of my brain putting forth effort.

Is it informative? Yes.

Things came out I didn't expect.

Will I write more? obviously.

I pulled this part out and gave it a little highlight because reading back through I paused on it, this thing which was pulled from within.

In that statement I find something real. Something I need.

:) jill