Tuesday, June 29, 2010


working with wire is such a challenge. it's time consuming, detailed, and frequently painful work. but the medium is so versatile.

earlier in the school year i made a wire nest for my art in the environment class. i wove that damn thing for a total of nearly twelve hours. my fingers and hands were all cut up and i looked like i had a problem. but i loved that project. not the final outcome itself, necessarily, but the process. becoming familiar with the material.

wire can be woven, bent, wrapped, exposed. it can provide structure, it can provide texture. it can be dense, imposing, choking, whimsical, natural, light.

i have so many ideas incorporating wire but they are so hard to realize. most involve wrapping or binding. i would love to be able to compose self portraits with it, because it is something very personal to me, but with my current equipment i am very limited. i would certainly be willing to execute these ideas with models, but as i said, wire takes time and patience to work with, and often pain. i don't know of anyone that free, or that willing to pose with it.

Monday, June 28, 2010


this was supposed to be an earthy 1920s shoot, but it didn't really turn out that way, other than laura's wardrobe i suppose

regardless, i'm very happy with the results
though, i need a better camera
i pray my film turns out

an unforeseen shift

i find myself more attached to my camera than to any bit of music lately

my entire life has hinged on sound

now everything is texture, light, curves
everything is the tilt of his head
and the way her hair falls

Sunday, June 27, 2010

this is terrible and needs to be redone

Saturday, June 26, 2010

she likes shadows

and you'll swear she's born of the morning
but she'll swear she's born of a storm

to the lake!

off to the lake with some of my closest friends. that last time i saw most of them was before the new year.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

snippets of a drunken phonecall

"please come back to albion. i want to be with you."
"we could be happy. we could both find better people, i think, but if we got married, we could be happy."
"shelby? i don't want to be in this town anymore. i miss her."

god, the emotions you send me through. do you even know?

the last time i saw you

my touch said i miss you
in seven different ways
and all yours said was
now. i want you now.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

North Shore

all film.

the hard part isn't necessarily getting wherever you're going, it's deciding where you even want to go.


Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Thursday, June 17, 2010

a portrait

here, with books stacked bedside
light like honey on the south wall
my father's glasses are too big for me,
and too weak
ankles crossed, repose,
that contemplative look
i am all questions,
not to be mistaken with mystery
bitten lips, sleepy eyes, bruised thighs
i am missing someone i have never met
and homesick for a place
i've never seen
i hide my elbows and my hips
i dabble, i do not practice
i am anything but linear
pouring too much sugar in my tea
just to see it sparkle as it comes back up
rolled sleeves, usually
alone, mostly
but in september i burn, and i rise

Wednesday, June 16, 2010


cut, be quick,
to the silver stagnant in my veins
and breathe that warm storm back into me
i want to ebb, i want to gust,
dynamic like song

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


hey sweetie.


i was really looking forward to this summer being my own.

Monday, June 14, 2010

photos from this shoot will slowly come trickling in

strange sudden changes

reilly is here.
i'm applying for jobs.
getting my license.
it's about time.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

soul suckers

Did you believe it,
when they told you they discovered you?
And that everything is free,
as long as you do what they tell you to.
You think it's true?

But nothing could be farther from the truth,
my love.

Did you even listen,
When they told you to change your name?
And that nobody wants honesty when looking at a perfect frame
play the game.

Nothing could be further from the truth,
my love..
And nothing is more powerful that beauty in a wicked world.
Play it girl,
play it girl,
play it girl.

Does it make you feel good,
when they tell you what you want to hear?
And after they suck all your soul,
well that's when they'll disappear.
They disappear forever..

Like a prince in your little fairy tale.
And you will find,
one day you put you soul on sale..

Nothing could be further from the truth,
my love..
And nothing is more powerful than beauty in a wicked world.
Amos Lee

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

i need to let loose for awhile. i get stuck in routines and right now i'm so unsatisfied with everything i do.

so i'm going to be a little more selfish with my art, which honestly has always been a little bit of a selfish thing. but i need to take it out of these public forums for a little while, away from judgement so it's free to be what it is. i want to pull these things in tighter so they mean more, then maybe i'll be willing to share it all again.
i would sleep in a tent in this wind and this rain and wake up hoping that i've been blown away

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

june 1

what really makes me happy lately is getting rid of things
those "dreams" i had are mostly just wishes now
what i want most is just a place of my own