Brooklyn Heights

The promenade.

Co-dependent tree clings for dear life.

Hicks street.

Driveway on Cranberry street.

Old Fulton Road Garage/gas station.

I only really know Brooklyn past Atlantic Avenue; so I've been trying to explore the whimsy of downtown Brooklyn on foot. With the help of a 20D and a textured lens. Hopefully I can get past the touristy shots quickly.

Location Logistics, assigment 1

NY artist Jorge Colombo, 2/8/10


Jorge and Myself 2/8/10


I was assigned to photograph Jorge Colombo in his 'natural habitat'.
The second shot is part of a personal project I'm starting involving self portraits with my subjects. Purposefully cinematic, it shows a scene of a relationship that remains a mere blip of time, but regardless holds value.

it's 5 am

I am really silly for being awake right now..eh.

Made some promotional itemage for a class tomorrow.

I had to start fresh, because I sort of hate everything old. It's just old.

I think I'm beginning to realize WHY I take photographs. It's completely psychology. It's actually sort of a scapegoat. I don't need to explain myself with words, talk about certain 'taboo' topics, and I can take back everything because it's all just context! People tend to only count things when literal words are involved. Not myself. Words are of lesser value. But either way, I think I'm a little too comfortable not explaining myself.

I wrote an artist statement, and I REALLY wrote it..for over 2 hours. And it still was so fucking vague. Like I'm afraid to talk about specifics. I really need to learn to formulate ideas and WORDS on my work, if I'm ever going to do anything with it.

Here it is:

"I was born into the amassed post baby boomer generation. Raised in the Informative Age, my work wants you to take a step back from future. To acknowledge the present, and pay homage to the past. What you have here. Who you have here. And what you’ve done here, so far.

My work is my life, simply stated. It’s the closest I can come to expressing everything in my mind without words. And as life is, my work does. Several projects I’ve pursued reflect upon my state of mind in that time frame; the challenges, morals, the people, are among many other specific life experiences. My art imitates my life.

I use digital photography to capture current life in the Digital Era, and what remains from previous generations. This medium allows me to accurately immortalize 1/60^th of a second moments. As well, I recreate moments gone by, in the way my imagination has augmented them, something more of a dream.

I’m drawn to portraiture, documentation of arcane places, and anything with a history, or story I can help tell.

When caught in candid form, there is a sense of vulnerability in my subjects, telling an obscured story. When staging photography, I aim to capture the same stark vulnerability in the subject matter, whether it be a model, an aging bodega, or a plastic bag.

This work, based around nostalgia and emotive value, aims to connect the viewer with that side in them-self.

Art isn’t dead, it’s alive, and mine is life itself. "

I'm not really sure about the wordy sensitive stuff, but at first I was rambling about the clueless ignorance of GEN Y and how to deal with brats, when you're one of very few capable minds in this "gimme gimme now" era...and how technology is ruining everything. Yeah, no reason to be so hostile. I don't think I even care that much normally. Gah.

Taking a class solely on business writing in the art market, which is what I've renamed it, since the original name led me to believe it would be completely different. Oh well..now I get this.

I've never posted photos here...I didn't realize TIFs were banned.

this is what's on one promo card, they're all different.

Jenn with Migraine 11/26/09