Hello everyone, I just realized something today while going through photos. I’ve been taking pictures at the various Lao New Year festivals for 20 years now(!). Yes, that is truly insane to think about. The above photo is from Stone Mountain on April 18 of 2004 and the bottom photo was this past Sunday at […]
Hello everyone, this is the first time I’ve done this, which is a super long chronological photo blog about the year 2019. I didn’t want to call it “Best of…” because most of the images that I picked weren’t the typical moody/artistic/semi-pretentious modeling portraits! 😉 No, I chose the ones that were a bit off, […]
Seasons Greetings…
Example photos and teaching points on how I go about covering events and reportage.
Just my thoughts on life, this year, and film…
We all need to print out more of our digital photography work, make things, share them in real life, give tangible products that prove we were here.
As the year draws to a close, I’m going through all my old photos, i.e. junk, in hopes of getting back precious gigabytes and sending all these awful attempts at photographic art into the digital atom smasher. Most of my digital photos pretty much picked up a ludicrous pace in 2002 and 2003. That was […]
While looking for spots to photograph in my hometown the other day, my friend remarks, “Why does this place look so…abandoned?” It’s true, ain’t nothing going on in Smallville, GA.
Bookends of 10 Years at Road Atlanta.
I often wonder if all of my Lao New Year photos are actually doing more harm than good. Because I don’t necessarily post images of what truly happens, when outsiders go to the temple/community center/fairgrounds, they might be in for a shock. There are many things in the Lao community that I don’t agree with, […]
The first digital cameras I used were the school’s Sony Mavicas that stored images on floppy discs and the Apple Quicktakes. It wasn’t until the affordable Kodaks came out that I finally got one of my own. My dad bought me that Kodak DC 210. It was on discount for about $400+. I was in […]
Charcoal and Canson Bisque and Newsprint and the Music I like to listen to when I draw.
Thoughts on custom tailoring my various tablets for presenting work, and finally putting a stop to traditional printed portfolio binders. On a DIY aluminum stand.
When we were in high school, most of the art kids wanted to draw comics. We thought it would be so cool, if any of us got into the industry. Most of us parted ways after high school. Some got married, others ended up working in the factories and restaurants, but all gave up on the silly dream. In looking back at our work, I remember more the friendships than the awful images we created.
Well…I guess this is one way to end a series or body of work. First off I would like to apologize to anyone affected or traumatized by fire, it just felt like good closure to get rid of the weight of these drawings by turning some of them into ashes. Please don’t think that I’m […]
Digging, it refers to DJ’s and Turntablists going through crates of records, looking for samples and other inspiration to create their music / artform. I guess that’s why I’ve been on my vintage theme. When people want to get into photography, they always ask me what camera to get. It’s a bit more complicated than that… […]
I draw, I take photos, I write about things. Most of the time it’s about silly and inconsequential stuff. This is another part in a series where I go back to visit places where I’ve lived. Even if for a short time, these places tend to resonate into our adult lives. You can read the first part here. Thanks […]
I’m sure most of us have mixed emotions when it comes to thinking about the places where we grew up. In movies and tv, you see it a lot, famous people and athletes returning to their humble homes with a lit match or a bulldozer in tow. For regular followers of my work, I’m sure […]
A Photo Essay about the change in the technology that we use to create and share, but not a change in how we view the things most important to us.
I had the pleasure of meeting a gentleman in Laos, Manophet, whose life story is pretty amazing. As a farmer, monk, soldier, singer, translator, teacher, and father, his life was full of triumph and tragedy, that should make us all think about our own selfish desires and priorities. I’m saddened to hear that he passed away due […]
…Season 5 Finale…well, this one ends sooner than I’d thought…thanks to everyone who have followed along over the years. This time I truly feel that it’s time to hang things up…try and forget about this “theme” and begin a new one, or perhaps just do nothing at all. I’m an artist that never really kept up a […]
Been cleaning up, i.e. throwing away junk, and I came to all my old videogames. For old times sake I hooked up an NES to the projector and played a couple of games. Of course it acted up in the beginning and took the breath on the cartridge trick to get it going. 🙂 […]
A few weeks ago we went to visit our old sponsors. It’s something most Lao people are familiar with, having an American family adopt us or help bring us over from the refugee camps. Over time, we grew up and moved away, while most of them passed away.
This leg of the trip I really got to see faces. I’ve always been interested in portraits, and everywhere I look, from the car window or through the camera’s eye, I see people staring back. Maybe cars don’t come around too often, maybe they’re trying to relay some message across cultures and language with a […]
She was 12 years old when the missile was launched into the cave that killed 374 of her fellow villagers. She had been living there for two years, and could remember how the airplanes made the landscape barren and treeless. On the night before the missile struck inside the cave, she ran out to visit […]
Another morning in Phonsavanh, Xieng Khouang, another trip to the noodle shop. When I stepped out of the hotel today, the boys were busy sweeping the concrete. It was more like creating a dust storm though, as they seemed more interested in playing than earning morning rice or bread that the hotel owner would give […]
At the Consortium, we met Bounmi and Toumi. They were volunteers helping educate others on the dangers of UXO’s. Xieng Khouang province in Laos ranks second behind Savannakhet province in terms of contamination, but first in casualties, as well as having the dubious honor of having some of the poorest villages. From January to August […]
I got up early once again and decided to walk around Phonsavanh, Xieng Khouang. The town reminds me of an old Western, with its main road and hotels and stores on either side. I was told that this emerging city was where the locals moved to after the bombings 30 plus years ago. While strolling […]