We read, we write, we think, and we form something of a self. We live. We experience other people and events. And our soul is informed. We slowly become individuals, over time. The writer is like a snowball who picks up debris as he/she rolls. We all do. We are all snowballs. But a writer leaves some of that behind.
I have known Craig over the course of many lives. When we met in this one there was a recognition, an unspoken knowing. We are both writers. We take all the webs we spin up in our heads and attempt to arrange them in some form that speaks to other people. This is a difficult undertaking. And a frustrating one. How do I get you to see what I see?
Storytelling is the art of shared imagination. One person has a dream and he/she tries to get another person to see and understand it. The sharing of dreams. Can I put you in my dream? I don’t know. But I try. Photography can be similar. I see something in the world, a face say, and I attempt to show it to you as I see it. For a momen...
Not all portraits I do are indoors, in offices, in urban settings. Not all lines are straight. Sometimes something softer is called for. Sometimes the best setting is the earth and sky. And occasionally, there are horses.
If a person asks me, I will tap into my reservoir of sacred places - locations where I have known magic to happen, and by magic I mean serendipitous encounters with trees, animals and land. I have done this now with countless individuals. I have never done it with a group, or team, though I could if the aesthetic of such a team called for it.
This can be a very personal, very emotional experience. For both the person being photographed and me. Usually such an experience requires walking together, and walking generally leads to talking, which means learning about one another. This is an excellent way of getting to know someone, and of loosening them up for a portrait session. Walking is the preferred method for priming the emotional pump that so often yields truly great...
Not everyone wants to be seen. I mean truly seen. Many of us prefer some degree of obfuscation. The people I photograph, mostly, want to be seen. They’re looking for something a bit more authentic, something not as plastic as a headshot.
I approach photography like I approach all relationships. I’m looking to know people. I want to get below the surface, past all the small talk and into the realms of the real. Life is just too short for anything else.
So if you’re going to look at me, look at me. I don’t care if this is your ‘business’ portrait, authenticity matters more than ever now. I think we’re learning that through this experience with Trump. It’s not that this president taught me anything, it’s that he’s validated something I’ve always believed. Sincerity matters. Truth matters. People matter.
Across the board, from business to pleasure, how we show up in the world is not determined by a hard line between different personas compartmentalized for different purposes. It’s all the sam...
When you're a brash, young start-up like we are, you can't afford to wait for the good gigs to come to you; you've got to go out and seize them. When we wandered into Petaluma's Metro Hotel last week it was like stepping through a wormhole into France. We fell in love, and knew we had to photograph it. Imagine a Parisian flea market with airy sunlit rooms, a shaded garden and a quaint cafe. You can almost hear Edith Piaf oozing through the wooden floorboards. At any moment Amelie might walk through the door. This is an Inn with a story to tell. It's not just about rooms and amenities, there's life here, there's nuance, there's love. And love begets love. Our hearts are in our cameras, and we think it shows.