Over two months and ten weddings have elapsed since I took these photos in Arizona, but I am finally getting around to sharing these little film gems. I will admit, it’s taken a while for me to catch up to myself. Between the travel and the back to back weddings and the countless hours spent…
It’s always a bit strange to get out from behind the lens and hop in front of the camera for some of my own headshots. But it’s something I shold probably do more often, lest I become the photographer who is never in any photographs! Luckily, my friend Jeffrey Kuo was in my neighborhood a…
It tastes like the ocean. We nodded our heads as Margaret said it. We slurped the slimy little lumps from their shells, taking in a dollop of homemade cocktail sauce and an occasional bit of shell or sprinkling of sand with it. It’s a magical thing of cognitive dissonance to look at these unattractive little…
The warm air wrapped around me as I walked down the street in Virginia Highlands and headed out in the beautiful Atlanta neighborhood to take some photographs– on film. Here are a few of my images on Kodak Portra 400, with a couple more black and white frames from the previous roll as well. Love…
Shooting black and white film has a whole different feeling than color or even digital black and white. The image itself comes out wrapped in a thin blanket of nostalgia. And being committed to black and white for 36 frames at a time forces you to see the world in a different way, hyper aware…
The five days I spent in Atlanta felt like a month, in the most wonderful way. I have such amazing friends and clients and clients who are friends. We zig zagged across the city, and I got to ogle the stately mansions, explore all the most charming neighborhoods, walk through a graffiti tunnel, eat the…
At first it reminded me of home in the Midwest with all the standard earmarks of suburbia. Wider streets, bigger trees, strip malls strewn about. But with the mansions came the realization that yes, this was the South. I went to college in the South, technically– though Duke is neatly tucked away in its own bubble within…
And now we wait. Yes, I shot film. Real, tangible, old school film. I’ve been seduced by film photography. I love everything about its look, the buttery softness of the highlights, the beautiful colors, porcelain skin tones… everything. So after attending Jonathan Canlas’ Film is Not Dead platform class at WPPI, I had a new…
The feelings had crept up under my skin. I barely noticed them sneaking in, and it’s only in hindsight that I can trace them back. In truth, I didn’t know that anything had changed in me until that very moment when I drove up that final stretch of I-280. As I rounded the bend in…
The fog was thick. Water droplets lingered precariously, suspended in mid air. We squinted at the Golden Gate Bridge, attempting to spot its ghostly contours even as we crossed under its towers. And yet, by the time we reached our destination, the gorgeous redwood forests at Muir Woods, we still found two whole parking lots…
If you can shoot in a big square box, you can shoot anywhere. I told them from the beginning, the theme of today is going to be resourcefulness. We were rained in. It was our final workshop in the 4-part series, and we were supposed to do a live shoot with models and the whole…
4AM, the alarms were going off. We clumsily got ourselves together, fumbling around to pack everything up. 4:30, We walked through the hotel, noting scantily clad women draping themselves over happy men, still living in yesterday. We cut through the brisk dark air as we walked down the Vegas Strip. Deserted. Just past 5AM, we…