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When I take a journey into art, there is no road map. You just have to drive. Sometimes you take a wrong turn but you can get back on the path by re-routing. Sometimes the lesson and thoughts that come along the way show you were on the wrong route anyway. It’s truly amazing the things you can see when you are lost or looking for a path that you were told to take. 

Cutting into the “normals” in life let’s the inner truths of this world bleed out and be seen. Just take the time to take in all that you might forget when the cut is gone. You will be the one who is healed. 

There’s so much in front of us that we don’t see, or want to see that can change us. Look out the window and enjoy every drive. You never know what’s around the next turn.

“The most violent thing is what we do to ourselves when we hide who we really are.”
Just when I thought it was safe to go out..

After coming to the realization that things are not what they seem, I realize I’m part of that equation. Giving in to who you really are is a battle that is waged by one. You.

The part of me that fights for normalcy uses its weapons to suppress. It is a well organized army. Its supply line, fed by societal influences and human dogma, is a well oiled machine. Experienced in its task and rarely changing.

The inner army is crafty. Guerilla like in its tactics and ready to spring to the front at any moment. It uses emotion and imagination to coerce the mind I to thinking that it can conquer Goliath.

This shit sucks…..

The battles fought are not simple. The ones won by the big army keep you feeling safe. They give a feeling that this is the way it should be, no matter what that guerilla band of fighters says. Until they strike the engine is purring. But when they do, all hell breaks loose. You start feeling uncomfortable, things look different, you get ideas and different points of view.

I know where I want to spend my time but I don’t always have the courage to fight the uphill battle, even though I would rather have the scars of being who I am, then the non callus hands of living the life of a lie. I’m aware of the sacrifice that must be made in this battle but carrying the weight of satisfaction will slowly kill you in a life already short.

So those short periods of times when one creates a work, is the time where both armies work towards a common goal. The brevity of these times allows me to let loose from the struggle. You are free to be as you want. Or at least feel you are.

Should I fight on the side I believe or the side that has the best odds?

Weight weight, don’t tell me.

After watching a documentary on Greenwich Village, a couple of things I picked up were the same things my 90 year old mother told me for years. “There is nothing new”.
As we grew as a country through the fifties, sixties and and early seventies, we had a a group of artists looking for change. They found it in the village. They could be who they were even if they didn’t know what that was.
They spoke out and challenged authority. They knew that change needed to happen and fought with their words, music and visual expression, made for what they believed in. The art wasn’t nessesarily good, but they used it to express what they felt and it worked for the times, at the time.

Some of the art survived. Some didn’t. Topical work is risky, but serves a purpose at the time.

I do know one thing, that my mom didn’t factor in social media. Imagine the outrage and debate when the NYC police banned Sunday singing in the fountain in the village. It would have changed things much faster.

These people brought change, much like the changes going on today. Social activism is a huge force in letting people use not only art but using their ” social voice” to create change.

Although my mother was correct in her statement, the true meaning of her passage, as I grow older, is clearer. Don’t forget the past. We as artist, activist and just people with passion can change the world with a song, and painting or a photograph. Don’t think your voice doesn’t matter.

There won’t be anotherVillagee like in New York. But there will always be the idea that will plant itself in our souls. We should just look to the recent past for motivation.

And when we are old and gray, remember that our children will be looking at us and what we did to instigate change. Don’t let them down.

For a long time I’ve wanted my images to say something. I’ve seen other artist say the same thing. They just shoot. Henry Cartier Breson said just that.”Just Point and shoot”. I’m making a point from now to do just that. Putting my head down and doing what is in me to do.

The main issue I deal with is when the subject shows itself, will I see it?

Whatever happens happens.

Cha cha cha changes….
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I wonder what’s its like to have nothing to do but express what you want to, whenever you want, without consequence. I wonder what its like to be free from bounds that keep the inner you, from the inner you?

At this point I can’t imagine what it would feel like.

What I do know is that I think I have enough life references to finish out this life artistically, picking up some more inspiration along the way.

I think I want my images to say something. I mean, they do now to an extent, but I want more. After all the life I’ve had so far I think I can say a lot. I hear some say that I’m the only one holding me back. Perhaps, but also all these things that made who I am are the things that drive my imagination.

As my mom always instructed me, “Remember who you are.”

Don’t worry mom, all that cerebral memory ain’t going away. It just needs to come out to play.

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If you have ever read any Hunter S. Thompson then you will get this. If not, then read more….

Purpose in life. What is yours? Does life make you or do you make life? Do you make art or does art present itself for you to make? I’m not sure what happens but I know for me its something I don’t pursue, but happens. Life on the other hand I’m still not sure if I’m swimming upstream or floating. Read the article….

http://yourfriendshouse.com/uncategorised/hunter-s-thompson-on-finding-your-purpose/

I am who I am. I’m old, to a 22 year old. But when I look in the mirror I’m just me.
I have my vision and my style. Its just me. I see other work and appreciate and respect, but as much as I think, “hey that would be cool to do”, I have to tell myself its not me. The drive to copy and reproduce usually dies off after a while, and I usually say to my self, what was I thinking?

I will take some elements of the work I see, after all, Woody Guthrie once said, “some people steal from one person, I steal from everyone”.

However, I feel better doing what I feel is me, which is generally a mixture of all I’ve seen with my eyes and what I see in my head. It makes me feel like I’m closing a book after a good read.

As much as you think you want to use a machine gun with a pretty girl, if it’s not your thing, what the hell are you thinking?

Stick to what you think is you. The hard part is, is figuring that out.

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I’ve been thinking lately about how many photographers out there are selling themselves as “do everything” photographers.
To me that would just be a job. I realize that marketing is a important part of what a commercial artist does, but again to me, it seems that if you “do everything” you most likely do one or two things well and the others you just throw in to make yourself busier.
I would rather do the things I love and get better at it everyday.
Not sure if its because I’m hard headed or old school but its seems that I just feel strongly about doing one thing and doing it right.
Do any of you feel the same? Different? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

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I will be adding images, videos and stories (that always arise) about my next few shoots. Hopefully to give you insight to the controlled chaos that is a photo shoot.
I have been generating ideas for a series of fashion shoots using the motivation I’ve taken from the masters, then again using their style of “this is what’s been discovered, but what if I did this” method.
Hopefully prodding my creativity to something that’s fresh and out of my comfort zone.
That needs a good stretch as well.
Stay tuned as this will be either boring as hell or mind blowing. I rarely go in between.

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Here’s a question, How do you select 10-15 images to print and hang for sale or viewing from over 6 terabytes images? I’ve set out to pick a few for an upcoming Art Crawl in St Paul. (www.stpaulartcrawl.org) Now I open some files an BAM! there it is… All the stuff I’ve done over the years right in my face. Great right!?

Unfortunately, I’m the type of artist that pretty much hates everything he has done every 6 months. I mean there are some I still like, some ones that people I know like,  Sooooo, I have to go through them look at them, decipher  what I like and what I don’t, then figure out I need to shoot more….

Come to the Art Crawl on 25th/26th/27th of April and see what my toiling has produced.

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