Chicago El

Chicago El, originally uploaded by mind the light.

China mountain

China mountain, originally uploaded by mind the light.

polar bear

polar bear, originally uploaded by mind the light.

I shot this at the Lincoln Park Zoo ages ago. I felt so bad for him in all his glory.

Sept. 11

I lived in New York for one year 2000-2001. We lived in Brooklyn first by the Brooklyn Bridge and I took this shot one night coming home, and didn't really think about the twin towers that rose up in the distance. I was there on Sept. 11th when they disappeared for good though I never took any pictures that day. It was just too horrific.

Life Support Japan

Crista Dix and Aline Smithson have done the incredible! They have galvanized the photographic community and created Life Support Japan. Prints are available for $50 each and the work is breathtaking!

All proceeds will go to support:
Direct Relief International, http://www.directrelief.org and
Habitat for Humanity Japan, http://www.habitat.org

Life Support Japan is on the Wall Space Gallery site. While you are there check out the Tom Chambers and Bill Vaccaro exhibitions too!

new collages

I have always loved when people collage images and write on them and have been trying to do a few myself. Here is one of my first ones.

Post Christmas Shots

These images symbolize the end of the Christmas season.

Photo Roulette

So, I am going back to an old project called photo roulette. Basically, my camera assigns a 4 digit number to my images and I noticed when I looked for my images, that many old images also came up with the same number. So, I choose a number at random (using a random software program) then from the results I choose 2 images to pair together. In this last round, I have been adding text. It is the first thing that comes to my mind when I look at the photos together.

The Ragdale House Speaks

The Ragdale House Speaks is finished and we had a book signing party last week at the Ragdale House. Thanks so much to everyone who came!

My photographs from the book will be up in the house through the New Year and copies of the book are available for $45 through through the Ragdale Foundation (www.Ragdale.org).

What an amazing journey it has been. I spend last Saturday hanging images all over the house and it was a glorious fall day and I kept seeing new shots as the light kept changing. The house has held my interest for over a year, as the light and feel change with each season.

Here are some images from the book:

There is a wonderful article about Susan Tillett (the author) and the project in the Lake Forest newspaper here.

Ragdale

I am working on a book about the Ragdale main house and as I go through the hundreds of pictures I have shot, it is fun to reminisce and think about the life of the family who lived there and the hundreds of residents who have come through and (as I imagine it) all had magical experiences there. The first time I was accepted to Ragdale, I was so young as an artist and so nervous and insecure. I was stunned when I was accepted and so grateful, but scared. It really allowed me to open up and accept that I was an artist and this was the life I wanted to pursue.

Al Davalle

(This post appeared simultaneously on Aline Smithson's blog Lenscratch)

I first came across the work of Al Davalle on the Lenswork website. His ghostly, abstract black-and white-images caught my eye because they were like nothing I had ever seen before, and when I found out that they are images of wood dust frozen by strobe lights, I was intrigued. It turns out Al has been working with wood for over 25 years and he loves wood and loves trees and so was prodded to do a photo project about this passion by his friend, the amazing photographer and teacher Jeff Curto.

Over several months, Al said he shot hundreds of images of wood - of the furniture he was making, his woodworking tools, wood varnishes, and even the trees in the woods behind his house. None of these photographs stuck with him. But one day, while sitting in his woodshop, he saw the light hitting the wood dust floating through the air and he realized how beautiful it was and thought he'd try to capture it.

The results, a project he has named "A Universe Within," are mesmerizing.

Everything Matters

I was surrounded by artists asking me about the title to my show. In a way, it was an easy out, a title that would encompass all, but I was feeling especially connected to the world when I chose it and well, everything does matter (one artist told me a friend of her's had a show called "Matter Matters" which is also true).

The week leading up to the show opening was pretty blissful. I was staying at Ragdale again and two fawns (named "Rag" and "Dale") greeted me when I arrived. I took walks and saw hundreds of dragon flies, butterflies of all colors and a frog or two. The sound of the fountain lulled me to sleep and even the heat and mosquitoes couldn't dampen my spirits (and it was HOT!). I met another amazing group of residents, felt lifted by their artistic energy and their stories. Among the group was a playright and a performance artist, so the group was very lively. I even got to collaborate on a performance by Travis (see photo)

All this is to say, everything really does matter and I feel very lucky when I find the time to slow down and really look and listen.



And I got a wonderful review of my show

Recent Exhibitions

My image "Sunday Morning" was chosen for the Vermont PhotoPlace Gallery exhibition "Nostalgia," juried by Larissa Leclair.

This image was chosen for the exhibition Bed Two, juried by Harvey Stein and shown at the Umbrella Arts Gallery in Manhattan.

Diptych

House Gleaning

I am working on a project tentatively titled "everything matters". They are mostly small, poignant, domestic shots. In working on it, I have discovered it is about growing up in a family that does not talk about anything that matters. I grew up in a staunch New England family where no one spoke about their feelings. As a result, I think it was a shock to my parents to have an artist in the family who wanted to express things. We still don't talk about anything "real" just superficial things and as a kid, I used to sneak around and look at objects in rooms in order to glean information. I think that is partly why I became a photographer.

I just looked up glean to see if I spelled it correctly and here is the definition. I think #1 and #3 apply to me:

glean
   /glin/ Show Spelled[gleen] Show IPA
–verb (used with object)
1.to gather slowly and laboriously, bit by bit.
2.to gather (grain or the like) after the reapers or regular gatherers.
3.to learn, discover, or find out, usually little by little or slowly.

I love the word even more after seeing the film "The Gleaners" by Agnes Varda.

Sally Mann

I remember seeing this photo at the New Orleans Museum almost 20 years ago and it is still one of my favorites. Something about the mix of innocence and play in her work draws me in.

The Ocean

I live next to the Pacific ocean and it astounds me on a daily basis. I love the sound of the surf and the feel of the spray. I believe water is restorative and a walk on the beach always clears my head and makes me feel rejuvenated.

Chicago band Canasta takes off!

I have been photographing the Chicago band Canasta since its infancy and they just released a new album which is getting amazing press all over the place. I took the promo photos for them a while back and its nice to see them all over. The album, called "the Fakeout, the Tease and the Breather", has been reviewed by the Onion, the Chicagoist, the Examiner and the Reader, to name a few and is getting rave reviews! Check it out (and download 3 free songs) at www.Canastamusic.com

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San Giovanni in Bragora

My father died when I was 25 and it is safe to say my world was completely shattered and I had to regroup. The good thing was, I was so shook up, I decided I might as well do what I always had dreamed of, which was become a photographer, so I did.

When he died, people donated money to Save Venice, an organization that raised money to preserve the art in Venice. We had a funeral, but we didn't bury my father, just scattered his ashes near his childhood home and I always felt weird that he didn't have a grave stone.

Venice was my father's spiritual home and my project Lost in Venice is very much about him and my loss, grief and sense of spirituality. Somehow it took me until about 3 years ago to track down the painting that had been restored in his name and right there next to the painting is a plaque with his name on it. I was so happy because I feel like he finally had a resting place in this church.

I walked out of the church feeling great and turned to photograph the facade and there was a rainbow coming down from the sky. It was just amazing!