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Goodbye, Cascade

This strip of human existence by the urban wound that is I-5 has been a significant part of my Seattle experience since before I moved to this country, so I wanted to capture and keep some of it in our last weeks in the neighborhood. One of the first things we did once we moved here is set up our Wi-Fi to say “CascadeNotSLU,” and that’s all you need to know about how we feel about the neighborhood. We’ve seen this block go through many changes over the past six years, but the general rule with only one singular exception, … Continue reading “Goodbye, Cascade” →

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Christine’s Camera

We took these in the same spots we did our first headshots together for Christine’s website when I first got my Fujifilm XT4 and I barely knew what I was doing. This time, I used Fujifilm 35mm and Christine’s new vintage SLR—you read that right, Christine’s been bitten by the shutter bug too! Here she is with my Nikon Lite-Touch. But she’s now the proud owner of a quirky little beast we found for an absolute bargain that she wanted me to be the first to test drive: a 1971 Sears TLS straight outta the Christmas catalog. Swipe to see … Continue reading “Christine’s Camera” →

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Birthday Breakfast

We’re not quite moved out but we’ve started moving in; the liminal time in between. Empty rooms are beginning to take their form. Boundless time is beginning to clump up and congeal into rhythm and routine. This is our first morning waking up in a new act in this city. This is also the first light of yet another solar return. We’ve made it through. There is symbolism to this space. There’s a moral to our decisiveness and a lesson in our good fortune. It’s too early to find meaning in the day, but I’ll start making some anyway. This … Continue reading “Birthday Breakfast” →

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Christine’s Project: Kent

Working with @christine.bingham.art on this photo-documentation project has been a thrill and an honor, and sometimes pretty nerve-wracking too, since I only picked up a camera two years ago. The learning curve’s steep, but I’ve always learned best in situ and in media res. My brain’s wired that way. This particular shoot, documenting Saint Kateri, was especially poignant. It took us over a year to make it happen, and in that time, we got to learn so much about Kateri and the people of Kanawake, which we even had the privilege of visiting (it’s just outside of Montreal). So, I’ve … Continue reading “Christine’s Project: Kent” →

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The Art of Moving

I don’t know what the property people really thought of us, but one did say nothing fazes her anymore after I joked about our quick and dirty photoshoots in every apartment we viewed. “We turn everything into a project,” I laughed. But it’s no joke. Life would be a thousand times more stressful without these tricks I play on myself. Compete with every other lease ending this month? Sure, why not. And let’s be art-farts doing it.

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U-Haul Season on LomoChrome ’92

It felt like spring had only just arrived, but now it’s time for another solstice; the wheel turns and stops for no one. The unrelenting march of time can mean many a thing to many a person, but in a city like ours, there is one certainty that it inevitably brings: U-Haul season is upon us. That’s right. After six years atop our brick tower, the time has come. I’ve walked these streets for about as long, occasionally catching myself playing “beyt byout” in my mind, wondering what it would be like to live behind that window or another, with … Continue reading “U-Haul Season on LomoChrome ’92” →

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Folklife 2024

It’s difficult to be cynical about post-Expo spaces like the Seattle Center when they’re so successfully integrated in and activated by the urban fabric, especially when you compare them to the legacies of Expos like Montreal’s. And Folklife itself is an admittedly impressive enmeshment of the very best of Northwest granola culture with the most humanizing of atomic age modernism. I almost can’t stand admitting this. It’s hard to believe that this thing has been going on for 53 years. And this was my first time here. It was especially impressive to me how formally Folklife embraced the Palestinian cause. … Continue reading “Folklife 2024” →

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Polaroid Poetics

The more Polaroids you take, the more trained your eye becomes at seeing scenes that would probably *pop* on this temperamental medium. That’s what first drew me to this shot of folklifers watching a presentation on vogue dancing—bright solids tightly packed into the center of an under-lit scene. But since taking the shot, all types of readings of defiance and resistance started floating off the surface for me, beyond the lived circumstances of that moment. All photographs are mysterious—or, at least, that’s what I read in a book on photography I found on the street last night. How that mystery … Continue reading “Polaroid Poetics” →

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West Seattle

Scenes and snippets from last night’s visit to West Seattle to see Christine’s students showcase this semester’s visual arts. First slide’s what we found later that night, on a main street in White Center. I guess there’s a poetry of sorts in my selection. I was most impressed by this piece by a student named Zola. It depicts anxiety as a raincloud of negative talk and asks: are you part of the rain? Swipe to see a giant marshmallow and more.

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Humans of the March for Palestine

I’m thinking about this today. “Seeking Visions for a Better World is a call for images and aspirational sentiments that invoke constructive visions of the future to counterbalance the preponderance of dystopic visions presented in pop-culture, literature, and media.” // at @su_hedreengallery, by @ryanfeddersen. The @marchforpalestine.seattle was one of the most thoughtful and intentionally organized political actions I’d ever had the pleasure of taking part in, however small my role ended up being; I’ve certainly never seen more beautiful spreadsheets in my life either. Something felt different from the moment I watched the coordination Zooms. I’d become familiar with the … Continue reading “Humans of the March for Palestine” →