June 2004 Archives

"traces of events superimposed on one another"
--Simon Bischoff, Paul Bowles Photographs

series of intensity
series of serentiy
series of inscrutiny
series of unserial

themes of hands and eyes
feet and shoes
eyebrows and horn honks
whisps of particles in air

fear and loss
desperate attempts to capture and keep for later
squirreling away memories for the future
memories to be created in the future
after the image
not now, later
on the run, grab and go
this might be valuable, I'll check it out later
into the bag of loot

I spent about four and a half years
in Amsterdam and mostly just outside of the
city proper
looking for moments of stasis or change
that would reflect the universal.
Then I kicked
and moved on to Prague
where I started to finally capture
what I was seeing.

"The insight came when he was printing one big print for the first time and he was looking at a seemingly random printed pairing and it made both better."

"This is what's hitting you all of the time."

"Funny, I didn't notice all those details when I took the photograph."

"Sight is troublesome
because we can adjust it."

"Do you own that one way sign?"

"I like the flat quality."

Albrecht: "I found the next title for my song or novel, four inches from paradise."

The kief all day in Tangiers
Quality of light
Texture of claustrophobic spaces

Maria's eye through the lens

A constant sound track running through my mind
Repetitious, nervous, soothing and distracting
Perhaps that is why, when I'm around loud music
I am happy and I can think
Perhaps that track is freed up for internal thought.

I started taking photos at random out of a moving car
ala Robert Frank and Kerouac,
and by 2004 I had amassed a body of work that had,
much of it, never seen the light of day.

In moments of reflection,
an inflection point in my life, perhaps,
I began to make lists of photos that I remembered,
sorting them into a compartment of memory
that would allow me to sequence them,
juxtapose, reveal similarities in the things I noticed
from childhood up through this later middle life of the moment.

It's only when I'm photographing that I can trust my instincts.