as seen: (and heard)
musician Andrea Belanger listens to Ray LaMontagne perform at the Bonnaroo © kjm
6.11.2011
6.08.2011
no gondolas
morning © kjm
Part of what makes travel so compelling is how new landscapes differ from our own. And Venice, Italy might as well be Mars when coming from Milwaukee, or anywhere else for that matter. Its simply one of the easiest places on earth to make beautiful photographs.
This was my third visit to Venice, a last-minute, frequent flyer miles-enabled trip, to meet up with Marilu, who would be there to see artwork at the Venice Biennale. I did no fishing for an accompanying editorial gig, and carried only a small man bag with one camera and an iPad. I've never been abroad with so little gear.
I felt like I've made beautiful pictures of Venice before, of the Grand Canal and gondoliers and the city's narrow passageways. So while the city's unique beauty still made an impression, I focused my camera on everything else - the minutiae of travel, of walking and looking.
Which makes for thousands fewer files, no sellable stock imagery and 18 small, simple photographs, which frankly don't tell a story specifically about Venice. Such is the vacation album of a photographer, I suppose.
6.07.2011
6.06.2011
6.05.2011
6.04.2011
6.03.2011
6.02.2011
6.01.2011
5.31.2011
5.30.2011
5.26.2011
sick
flu pill packaging © kjm
[within reach is a series of photographs examining the environment of home in detail]
5.16.2011
dusting
drywall dust on the coffee table © kjm
[within reach is a series of photographs examining the environment of home in detail]
5.13.2011
chinese, japanese
Chinese noodle on Japanese book © kjm
[within reach is a series of photographs examining the environment of home in detail]
5.10.2011
whole wheat
moldy bread that looks a little like a Holstein cow © kjm
[within reach is a series of photographs examining the environment of home in detail]
4.19.2011
great point
I'm thrilled to add this book and print produced by Andrew Phelps to my collection. I'm a fan of just about anything Andrew has done, from his Higley project to his great blog, Buffet. And I've thought recently about his series from Japan, Not Niigata.
This particular project, Point Sublime, features not Andrew's photographs, but those of his father - 35mm slides shot in 1984 on a trip to the Grand Canyon. To celebrate his father's remission from prostate cancer, Andrew is offering the set, with all proceeds going to the American Cancer Society resource center at the Ironwood Center in Arizona. He's already donated a large sum, but prints and booklets remain. To learn more about the project, click here.
4.14.2011
4.13.2011
4.08.2011
4.06.2011
4.04.2011
4.01.2011
family. history.
Heart Mountain, as seen from Tak and Emmy's homestead © kjm
I'm having an exciting week.
On Wednesday, I visited with an aunt, uncle and cousin in Denver, who I hadn't seen in a decade. In the telling of family stories, I learned new things about my dad's family, from both before and after the war. And now I'm in Cody, Wyoming, visiting the area around the former Heart Mountain internment camp site, where the family (minus two aunts, who headed East) was sent from Tule Lake.
My path here is a result of a panel discussion I was on in the Fall, where I discussed my Camp Home project, and the history of my family's incarceration during the war. At the presentation was a professor from the University of Wyoming, who informed me that he and others from the university were researching the reuse of buildings from Heart Mountain. Barracks were re-purposed at all the sites, but at Tule Lake, the program of homesteading by veterans, and their use of the buildings, had been the compelling component in Camp Home. I've come to now know that homesteading, with incredible similarities, occurred here as well.
In the past two days, I've already met fantastic and kind people, including three original homesteaders now in their 80's. On many levels, it feels so right to be making this work, and I'm excited to have started phase two of Camp Home.
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