Looking for a home for an ongoing project about the Outer Banks. The project focuses on the area’s relationship to natural forces that exist on the barrier islands and how buildings and human presence affects and is affected by nature’s path. Check out more of the work, link in the bio. #outerbanks #sealevelrise #climatechange #erosion #livingwithnature
I’ve been working on a personal project for the past several months (several years without really knowing it) about my personal connection with the White Mountains of New Hampshire. While it’s too complicated in my mind to have a traditional narrative focus to tell a particularly specific story, I do want to tell a story through photographs. And those photographs and the way I make them are strict in the sense that I’ve purposefully and consciously limited myself to making images in the moment rather than through direction, manipulation or production. There’s a value to each and a purpose and a place, and the idea of observation has always had a place and purpose for me in my personal journey. As a kid growing up and visiting this area, I remember thinking the world was so accessible and as time, expectations, money eventually complicate that naive purity, I find that same sense of curiosity and wonderment through spontaneity. Spontaneity of a back road, of jumping into a car with strangers, of trying something for the first time, and in this particular case for this project, spontaneity of time and place. And it takes discipline because t would be a lot easier to research and line things up to photograph. This is a project as much about the then, but we can only show it now. So when I found boxes of slide film mostly made by my grandfather, the project took on a new welcoming idea I began sketching tonight. Bethlehem, New Hampshire. June 1, 2018. #dispatchesfromhere
Was I, too, part of the problem photographing all these people photographing a moose? The moose population in New Hampshire has been devastated over recent years by ticks. Because of warmer, shorter winters, tick numbers in New England are on the rise and find moose as a perfect host. So infested are some moose, they’ve been given the name “Ghost Moose,” because irritation from the ticks lead the moose to rubbing its dark hair off, exposing a pale undercoat and skin. In a program to collar and study the moose beginning in 2014, the tick infestation resulted in 20 of 27 moose calves dying by 2015. Many suffering from anemia from a loss of blood. Franconia Notch, New Hampshire. May 18, 2018.
“Horrible wilderness, rivers and lakes unspanned by human art, pathless swamps, dismal forests that it made the flesh creep to enter…” This is a description of the land between Boston and Canada coming from Edward Everett, a politician in the 1800’s from Massachusetts regarded as one of the great orators in American history. Although opposed to Jackson’s Indian Removal Act, Everett’s take on the land primarily known as New Hampshire, parts of Vermont and Maine, is a brash colonialistic endorsement disregarding indigenous people like the Abenaki who refer to their homeland as Ndakinna, or, “our land.” Errol, New Hampshire. April 29, 2018. #dispatchesfromhere
“From trains to automobiles to airplanes, each time the speed of connection quickens, travelers have expressed a sense of growing alienation from the land blurring past our windows. In the same vein, many people currently worry that digital technology is making us less connected to the people and things in our immediate environment.” From a book I’m reading. On Trails: An Exploration by Robert Moor. Littleton, New Hampshire. April 17, 2018. #dispatchesfromhere
Outer Banks. Been digging in to old work and came across some film I hadn’t yet developed. Just got some quick digital scans back. It’s crazy to think to when I first started making photographs and that I did it with film not knowing what it could do for others or do for myself. What quickly jumping into the digital 1’s and 0’s currency would mean. Crazy to think that all this intangible existence of memory recollection could be so easily lost one day as quickly as it happened. Crazy to think of how life can so easily and rapidly change, whether living on a shifting sand bar or on granite ground. Outer Banks, North Carolina. 2016.