Project 2– Street Continuation

Pinhole Outtakes

These are some of the better photos that my own photo class, consisting of 5-6 graders, managed to make on the first go around. They are not the best, but the fact that they were able to get an image at all was enlightening for them.

The Dogs... and cat...

And... Were back to school... here are obligatory pictures of my animals to start this semesters section of the blog off.

Weight (Project III Artist Statement)

When life presents problems, as it does, weight is formed. Its approximated that the weight of gravity keeping our feet on the ground is equivalent to four school buses sitting on our shoulders. That is a lot of weight, but nothing, compared to the heaviness that befalls our shoulders in times of hardship. There are hardships of sadness and pain, there are hardships of financial doubt and hunger, hardships of gain and loss. The list can continue. These are all weights. Weight that is bared upon our shoulders. 

What of these shoulders though, or rather the person they belong to, bearing this weight? What becomes of that person, or maybe you, in that time the weight is bared. 

For me. For you.

It is within this time that we are lost to the shadows, where the only light may be the one we create for ourselves. We have frustration. Wistful thinking of where we could be, and what we could be doing. We have a sinking filling, one that is engulfing, slowly creeping its way around you.

This is what someone holding life’s weight is up against. These pictures do not show the grief and sorrow, the problems themselves, or the pain and sadness. 

They are meant to show the weight.