Sunday, March 22, 2009
Rescue of the rooster's owner
He was (still is) a Rhode Island Red, in the spring of his second year. A beautiful rooster with gorgeous plumage and long, long talons. This was a rescue of the rooster's owner from being attacked (she, the owner who loves her chickens, and gives them names) Bartholomew got too big for his britches and found a new home with fellow roosters to put him in his place.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Haines, Oregon
My little town...a documentation of small town America through the photograph.
There are powerful stories that are being acted upon and told on a daily basis in towns across America. These stories are of who we are as a people, revealing, after the trappings are gone, that we are essentially the same.
The idea formed when a friend gave me her copy of "The Family of Man", an accumulation of 503 pictures from 68 countries created by Edward Steichen. It is a powerful tribute to all of us that we are the same, no matter where we come from. How great a power that it held and the power that the printed photograph held was shown to me in part, when I watched the tears coming down the cheeks of people who I shared the book with.
But why go around the world...most of us will never have that opportunity. Our own "back door"...shows us an intimate picture of that "family of man" with its cultural gaps of the urban and the rural. I have very little access to photograph the financially well to do, but the door to the majority of America is in reach. The challenge is to capture it in all of its honesty...approaching it with the belief that no man is a stranger.
The journey still remains for me to fully understand the effects a picture can have on people. That is where part of the joy of photography remains and stays ever fresh.
The idea formed when a friend gave me her copy of "The Family of Man", an accumulation of 503 pictures from 68 countries created by Edward Steichen. It is a powerful tribute to all of us that we are the same, no matter where we come from. How great a power that it held and the power that the printed photograph held was shown to me in part, when I watched the tears coming down the cheeks of people who I shared the book with.
But why go around the world...most of us will never have that opportunity. Our own "back door"...shows us an intimate picture of that "family of man" with its cultural gaps of the urban and the rural. I have very little access to photograph the financially well to do, but the door to the majority of America is in reach. The challenge is to capture it in all of its honesty...approaching it with the belief that no man is a stranger.
The journey still remains for me to fully understand the effects a picture can have on people. That is where part of the joy of photography remains and stays ever fresh.
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