Ode to Boring Photos
Your kitchen counter at 7 AM. Someone’s unmade bed caught in afternoon light. A stranger’s mug collection on open shelving. These images…
Read more →Your kitchen counter at 7 AM. Someone’s unmade bed caught in afternoon light. A stranger’s mug collection on open shelving. These images…
Read more →I’ve noticed something about the photography advice floating around online. Everyone talks about finding your “style” or upgrading your gear, but nobody…
Read more →Other people’s photos are always more interesting to me. When I look at other people’s photos, I always find them better made…
Read more →One of the things I’ve struggled with lately is what I called to myself “the trap of meaningfulness”. I need to put…
Read more →I’ve watched, and sometimes was involved in, countless conversations about creativity that devolve into the same tired refrain: “Quality matters more than…
Read more →Since I restarted photography after long hiatus, I decided to concentrate on monochrome. For some reason, it came naturally to me to…
Read more →I’m a technician. Not an artist. I have no doubt about that. So why do I pretend to make photos? (in the…
Read more →There is a scene in the animated series Archer where everybody is stuck in the elevator. Krieger, the mad scientist, is holding…
Read more →I discussed wanting but failing to start a project lately. My conclusion was that if you can’t find an obvious project, one…
Read more →I’ve spent the better part of six months telling myself I need a photography project. The logic is sound: focused work develops…
Read more →A software engineer looking 50 in the eye. Photography picked up over 20 years ago, then set aside as life intervened — and recently returned to, with a deliberate focus on monochrome. Also drawn to found negatives: rolls of film abandoned by strangers, full of lives worth rescuing from obscurity.