I've always been a fan of the little moments in life. When I'm at a wedding, I often think about how the bride and groom will wake up on a regular Saturday morning together, and how a lifetime of those Saturday mornings cumulatively say more about them than their wedding day with all its pomp,... Continue Reading →
I Miss Pay Phones, Snapshot Photos & A Simple Disconnected Society With Stories to Tell
Remember those tall glass structures that you could climb into to make a phone call, a space all to yourself that shut you off from the world, offered you a bit of silence from the street traffic around you? They were as ubiquitous as the cell phone in your pocket. They were everywhere, and ready... Continue Reading →
Vernacular Photography (aka Snapshots): Time Slices of a Different Era
There's just something about a snapshot from yesteryear, with its ubiquitous white border, its black and white tone (and sometimes color) in sizes rather on the small size. Many of these photographs were 3x4" or smaller. Below is a gallery of photos selected from a case full of pictures purchased at a flea market that... Continue Reading →
We Need To Print Our Photos So We Have Something To Write On
I'm a fan of Duane Michals and how he creates art by conceiving of a photograph, then writing on it to give it more depth. To change its meaning into a story he created. Like this one, titled, "This Is My Proof". The subject of the photo is the photographer's sister and her husband, just... Continue Reading →
Who is the Girl on the Stairs?
I don't know. She's not a relative of mine. You may be wondering why do I have this photograph and other precious memories of some families that appear to be (from clues in the photos) living in Kansas in the early to mid-1900s? Because a family lost them due to an unpaid storage locker. This... Continue Reading →
The Art of the Snapshot (We’re Still Making Them Today!)
A couple of friends over for a BBQ bumping elbows. I have a love for old snapshots. There's something special about those photos that aren't meant for the gallery wall, that aren't going to win awards, but are just simply destined for the photo album--the "open-the-pages-and-reminisce book" that we used to create all the time... Continue Reading →