Change.  It’s a word that consistently haunts as much as it defines my work.  However thorough the visual concept or breathtaking the candid capture, it’s an idea that’s both of utmost significance to the medium and to the ever-growing gap between originality and reproduction.

I’ve been thrust into many visual worlds, while riding on the coat tails of my expression of choice. No other medium is exhibited with such volume.  It’s an unfiltered art, allowing the talentless to stand with the talent in equal dimension to both the medium’s benefit and detriment.  Centered within my own world is the insatiable drive to define my vision and let no other’s vision define me.

This is what photography is to me:

Texture, color, light, form, emotion, intelligence, inquisitive,  investigative, surreal, truth whimsical, reality, expression at it’s naked core, opposition to fiction, profound supporter of culturally superficial beauty, snobby contemporary art, and commercially viable humility.

Art is a complex gesture of truth defined by many aesthetic genres of expression.  To me photography offers a simple palette, but an endless well of attainable emotional depth:

Aperture, shutter speed, the ability to understand light and color, the ability to compose a visual symphony that is structurally thoughtful and unique to the individual eye.

I used to define my mission within the medium to capture the world differently, to exhibit, accept, and play with the variance the base aesthetics the camera and lens have to offer.  Things for me have changed a tick since I set out.  Influence has dwindled into confidence of personal gesture.  Rejection of convention has turned into a will to create it, defy it, then create it again.  Fashion and glamour are silly, cyclical forms of photography which generally choke originality in pandering to specific demographics.  Candid, social depth in documentary work can enact candid, social change.  Fine Art photography is a window into core of the human condition – it’s about the conscious and subconscious emotion, desire and despair displayed within an unexpected composition.  I shoot all of these, my way, without apologies, though neurotically cognizant of when my images slip into replication, displaying shallow, depthless…nothing.

The Mission Statement

I aim to impart a social context and position within my work, to continue to satire and parody current practices I disagree with, to enliven and embrace the aesthetics of texture and color in photographs, the opportunity to further capture the essence of the people I photograph, the ideas that shape who we all are and who we will be down the road.  I have set forth on a mission of potent visual truth…no more, no less.   A shutter click called as it’s seen, an artistic gesture molded from a state of humanity and photography in the present for preservation of the future.

I do not forge, I create.  I embrace flaw, understanding its significance in recognizing how it endears us to the human condition and how it enables us to part the sea of commercial beauty.  Allure is a subtle emotion and only equipped to be captured by the focused eye perceptibly nestled within the focused lens.  Tapping into the subconscious alone to produce visual masturbatory results can only yield a purely aesthetic reaction.  I choose to use my brain.  I choose to plan, to conceptualize, to think.

I choose to apply and summon a visual unity of thought and creation.  In 1,000 lifetimes could never sit down and gloss that over.

I’ve rolled up my sleeves and am no stranger to a hard day’s work.  More so, I have no doubt that all of those days will snowball and create an intimate legacy, if only for myself and my loved ones – for perspective never needed validation, just the will to dispel vision’s inertia.

If you are a model, photographer, artist, sylist, buyer, seller, curator, appreciator, guru or impresario and what I’ve entailed above offends your senses or reeks of silly idealism in a world dominated by commerce, I implore you to turn away…

Turn away now.

If you’re in…follow me.  Let’s Change Shit.