Late last fall a small black cat - really more of a kitten - started to show up around my friend Caroline’s house. It was very skittish and wouldn’t allow itself to be pet, but it was very happy to get scraps from the house. Only then would she allow herself to be pet as she ate. Again, she was...
I've been making photos for well over 30 years. From the beginning I have been interested in documenting things that take place, as opposed to setting up, or producing, shots. I'm not categorically against creating images, but I'm drawn towards grabbing images that capture a moment, person, or event, as they feel. For a long time I have also been...
Yesterday I was scanning some photos that I shot on the shoot for our first film “Half-Cocked”. One of the rolls had a couple of strips of images of my father. My memory isn’t great but I think that shortly after the shoot we headed down to North Carolina, maybe to play a show with my band, but also to...
Prologue This post/rough draft of the beginnings of a book is focused on my efforts to deal with my mother's decline and ultimate passing, largely in real time. In her last year I did a lot of documenting and writing, and I shared that work with some immediacy. For me, doing this work helped me to process, and be with, some...
https://vimeo.com/477675786 Not from last night- but some recent music recorded the night Biden was called the victor. Despite the goddamn Pandemic, we had a really pleasant Thanksgiving with friends. We ate outside and while the food was awesome, the best part was sneaking down to the basement afterwards to make some joyful noise. Our band has been on hiatus for Covid, but...
Our film "All The Rage" begins with a voice over line stating, "The Stories that we tell ourselves about ourselves shape our sense of who we are." This line is never more profoundly apparent than on Thanksgiving. When we gather with family - especially after being apart - the stories that are told about us pull those embedded aspects of...