Single Exposures
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Artist’s Statement
I used to travel constantly or at least as much as I could afford. I slept in my car, on couches, and in cheap motels. Sometimes I didn’t sleep at all. I liked being awake when the world slept. Thirty-minute exposures in the middle of the night. These photographs aren’t that, though. It’s hard photographing folks at four a.m. with a view camera. Well, except maybe for the woman wearing the dress with the marijuana pattern, photographed underneath a street light in a parking lot of some forgotten town on the other side of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge.
Some of the people in these pictures I got to know, but most remain strangers and faded memories of a moment in time. George and Alvin, the two older gentlemen, both featured prominently in a documentary film I made that landed at Slamdance Film Festival before traveling around a bit. I never really wanted my pictures to tell much about the people in them, but the movie liberated me of that. They got to tell their truths. A portrait (not my favorite word) doesn’t really capture the person in it in any definitive way—something more intangible, but I can’t really name what that is and wouldn’t even want to. Not that it matters how you arrive at a picture, but I don’t really like making more than one or two exposures. Any more than that, and it feels like I’m cheating. These photographs were taken between 2009 and 2015 and to me coexist not only with the film I made but within the context of landscape photographs from that period depicting locations throughout North America where human bodies were found.
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