Major website update has launched!

Finnaallly: I've finished a major refurbish of my website (insert sigh of relief here). Many new images can be seen in an entirely new order in Life is a series of small moments; and I have a body of work up called Strange Happenings (formerly known as Windowpane, which I was never crazy about as a title) which has been quite retooled and changed. Any suggestions and/or comments are always appreciated. Many thanks!

Timothy Archibald's Echolilia

Echolilia is one of my favorite series out there that includes a parent photographing a child--Timothy Archibald is singularly talented, and Echolilia is haunting and beautiful. I wrote about his work almost two years ago, and have been following it since; there's now a limited edition book of the series available for purchase. Here are the details:

"ECHOLILIA / Sometimes I Wonder
Published June 2010 by Echo Press, San Francisco, CA
Hardcover / 11 x 13 inches/ 70 pages / 43 photographs with an interview by Andy Levin of 100 Eyes Magazine.
First Printing: 20 copies signed by the artists $120.00 plus shipping and handling via Paypal

A view into the father / son relationship from the head of the kid and the eyes of the Dad. What better time to get your hands on this project than Father's Day? All copies signed by myself and Eli."



WIP grant

It's that time of year again--WIP has opened up submissions for its 2010 grant. Money! Yahoo! Here are the details:

Women in Photography is pleased to announce the 2010 WIP- LTI / Lightside Individual Project Grant, funded by LTI / Lightside Photographic Services with guest judge Karen Irvine. The $3,000 grant award will provide funding to one female photographer to support project costs. In addition WIPNYC is excited to announce the 2010 WIP- LTI / Lightside Materials Grant, funded by Kodak. This grant provides $1000 in artists choice of Kodak materials and will be awarded to one female photographer.

DEADLINE: Thursday, July 15th, 2010, by 11:59pm

To apply go here.


HeART for Haiti auction at Aperture tonight

James and I both have images available for bidding in the HeART for Haiti auction; the exhibition of works is tonight at Aperture Gallery, 547 West 27th Street, 4th floor. All proceeds will go to Doctors Without Borders. See all of the photographs available here and help out a great cause.



I shot these images at a friend's house on Memorial day. There was a point when I was sitting in their playroom (in the middle image) and I had this moment of total fear. The oil spill and the ramifications for my children hit me in that dark space; the lights were out, there was a particular late afternoon quiet, and the light was eerie in its beauty. I felt the way I used to feel as a kid when I thought about nuclear war, about annihilation. Not entirely realistic, but still in the realm of possibility.

I thought of the oceans becoming completely polluted, the planet collapsing--melodramatic potentially, but for a flash I really felt it. I felt that Edie and June's children might not make it--I felt it even within that sunny pleasant day, no catastrophe in actual visual sight. We may be just fine and we may not, but I think any parent will understand the mindset and the parallel futures we imagine: the one with good things and the one without.


Will Steacy opening tonight

This should be another great opening, get all your info here.


Jesse Burke opening tomorrow

I really wish I could make it to the opening but unfortunately
I'm not free, wah. If you can go you definitely should.
Jesse Burke is great, CLAMPART is great, what more could you
ask for? Here's all the info you need:
JESSE BURKE: Intertidal

June 3 - July 10, 2010


Artist's Reception:
This Thursday, June 10, 2010
6.00 - 8.00 p.m.


521-531 West 25th Street
Ground Floor
New York City 10001

After-Reception Party
Shotgun-A-Beer photo booth and Rock-N-Roll DJ
127 Ludlow Street (between Rivington & Delancey)


Impostor syndrome

Blogs are a strange thing--it's so easy to be seen smiling out of a picture at an opening, and to be genuinely happy that night, and to present this version of your life that is at once true and too simple. I want to thank the people who have helped me, but sometimes it all can feel like hubris, and not necessarily meaningful to my readership, whoever those readers may be. Pardon my mood, I'm wiped out from a succession of busy weekends...

James and I talk often about "impostor syndrome," a term we learned from a good friend who is currently earning her PhD at Harvard, and one of the most brilliant people we know. She told us that so many people in her program suffer from the above that they hold seminars on the topic. I find this comforting, as I think I may be one of the afflicted. I wonder if we all are, to some degree. Is there anyone who's found the key to supreme and constant self-confidence?

It does feel somehow ungrateful to "out" myself--I don't want to write a post that appears to not recognize what I've got and where I am, but through this blog I also hope to be authentic, and I feel I'd be lying if I didn't at least give some voice to my insecurities, which are plentiful. I often wonder if Alec Soth suffers from impostor syndrome, if the up-and-comers and big guns are just as nervous and self-doubting as those of us trying to get our names out there. It always makes me feel less alone to hear about the anxieties of those at the top, and makes me wonder why we as a collective species seem somewhat more inclined to doubt ourselves than to be able to relax into our accomplishments. For me I think I fear that all of it will dry up--I've had my run and that's it, or my next creative endeavor won't be as well-received, or won't be what I envisioned.

Some of what I'm feeling currently stems from a portfolio review I attended last week in which a curator dubbed my work, if I remember correctly, "overly sentimental" and generally too simplistic. While there were nuggets of wisdom to be gleaned from the exchange, I left with the sense that my images were seen in an entirely different light than intended, which is the frustration of art I suppose, that it's all so bleeping subjective. But more on that another day, I need to go write some thank-you emails for said review.