9.22.2009

THE REST OF THE EDITORIAL... "THEM GLASSES IS PERSCRIPTION, FOO!!"















and... me.




this work was a comment on the the relationship between the observed and the observer. some people, or some photographers i should say, are incapable of establishing any discernable connection, let alone relationship, with their subjects... I, on the otherhand, am incapable of making an image of my subject without at least attempting to discover who they are.... this work is just a comment on my ability to control nearly every aspect of my subject (not in any totalitarian sort of way) but by picturing my subject in my glasses, my control extends to even the plane thru which my subject views me... in a way, they're seeing me through my eyes... as I would like to be seen...

but if you wanna stay 2 dimensional, its a fashion editorial about the inexplicably ever-classic ray ban wayfarer's and their comeback as a staple in all things stylish for the past 3-4 years. now that's profound.

9.17.2009

AT THE SHOP

















Theeese guys. Monday. September, Den Co.

MOST RECENT EDITORIAL: SEEING THROUGH MY FRAMES... OR JUST GOOD LOOKING PEOPLE IN MY GLASSES... EITHER WAY...











I see all of you when i look through my lens... what do you see when you look at me?

I FOUND THIS YESTERDAY AT THE BOYS' HOUSE






This is the best four track album I've heard in a while. mmmm

OH, MARVIN







1st & Delaware, Den CO. August

9.04.2009

FINDINGS

I have just started to read a new book. I am in the midst of reading a few, but this one seems to have what I need. You may be familiar with the author Chuck Klosterman... well I am reading what he refers to as his 'Low Culture Manifesto'- Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs... a book which I have had sitting on my shelf for a little over four years and look at quite often. It wasn't until this morning that I realized that, though I was not entirely informed of its content, I knew I would HAVE to find something personally relevant within those pages. I guess my last-minute grabbing of the book was simply motivated by the assumption, or hope rather, that whatever moral, social, or psychological deficit I find myself in, the ramblings of a hypercritical cynic, especially on the topic of contemporary American culture, will ALWAYS be comforting.

Anyway, I just wanted to include a quote found on page 14...

"It's been my experience that most extroverted people think they're introverts, and many introverted people make a similarly wrong-headed juxtaposition about being extroverts. Maybe that's why extroverts won't shut up (because they always fear they're not talking enough) while introverts just sit on the the couch and do nothing (because they assume everybody is waiting for them to be quiet). People just have no clue about their genuine nature. I have countless friends who describe themselves as "cynical," and they're all wrong. True cynics would never classify themselves as such, because it would mean that they know their view of the world is unjustly negative; despite their best efforts at being grumpy, a self-described cynic is secretly optimistic about normal human nature. Individuals who are truly cynical will always insist they're pragmatic. The same goes for anyone who claims to be "creative." If you define your personality as creative, it only means you understand what is perceived to be creative by the world at large, so you're really just following a rote creative template. That's the opposite of creativity. Everybody is wrong about everything, just about all the time."

....not bad, Chuck. Not bad at all....

$100 TO THE PERSON WHO CAN GUESS WHERE THIS IS






Jade in the moonlight... Den co