You wouldn’t know it from this blog, but I’ve been busy lately. For now, a present: Some birch trees and sunlight from a shoot (unrelated to this photo) last week in Dousman, Wisconsin.
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I hadn’t seen or talked to Luke in months, but I came across this portrait from last year on my hard drive. I always liked it but it hasn’t (yet) found a home on my Web site. And maybe it never will.
Three frames shot at Bay View’s Club Garibaldi before and after the Dim Suns took the stage (see this earlier post). In my most personal work — literally the shooting I do when I bring my camera along for the ride — I often find myself capturing fragmentary photos that frame some of what’s happening and hint at the rest.
Self-portrait in wire. December 2009.
PART 1.
Here’s a preview of a project I’ve just embarked on. As usual, it starts with an idea. Then the idea is picked at and probed — I like to think of this as the discovery phase — and refined. This one’s a self-portrait via wire. Where will this work take me? Will I deliberately fashion the wire to look like something? Or will I twist and turn it at random, pushing myself to make something out of whatever appears before me? Probably the later, though I’m not entirely sure. Yet. The important part is that I’ll go somewhere, and be the better for it.
PART 2.
I’m excited not only about this project but also about the future. I’ve got a lot of work to add to my online portfolio, and some reorganizing because of that. I’ve always been fond of organization and order. Of the narrative kind, I mean. The order and positioning of photographs is no exception. I like to work and rework the order until it feels just right — and to me, that “feel” is very important. Hopefully it is to you, too, as viewers and/or artists of any sort.
Went back to my home state of Iowa recently for a funeral. As the sun set and we drove west, I made myself all but carsick staring through my camera and firing off frames from the passenger seat.
It was a fun exercise in chance and in creating my own luck. (Something that was recently discussed here.) I firmly believe that in photography, and in life, you make your own luck by knowing what you want and putting yourself in the right places at the right times so you can get that coveted shot. Or whatever you’re after.
I watched as an ever-changing landscape of hills, fences, telephone poles, trees, farms and fields whipped past at 75mph. If my reflexes weren’t fast enough to catch a scene just so, no big deal. I was in the right place, at the right time. I was all the more prepared the next time my lens met something similar.
Rural Waukesha. August 2009.
One frame from a scouting mission last month out in the boonies. Man, I love the boonies.
I was cruising Milwaukee’s East Side the other day for an urban spot to shoot portraits and lifestyle images at sunset. Came across a gem, and while I was waiting for the sun to reach the proper position, I squeezed off quite a few frames. I love doing that. By which I mean this: Forcing myself to work with what’s around me and what I have in my hands. A few of these shots were the perfect backdrops for my recently launched Web site, www.adamryanmorris.com.
