My work is an ode to lush Americana and heatwaves in the deepest part of summer, seen through a lens of hazy nostalgia and technicolor outlines. Borderline tackiness mingles with the beauty of America’s natural landscape: a marriage of the obsolete to the timeless.
My black and white photographs are of a moody variety- plucked straight from between the lines of The Bell Jar, looking like they spent decades gathering dust in a forgotten corner of the local library. They are the last relics from a dog eared dream lost to violet dolls and institutions. An underlying darkness paints the back minded thoughts of bitterly chain smoking mid-century housewives.
Meanwhile, my color photographs showcase a true affinity for kitsch- gaudy, vibrant, and saccharine; often looking like they are from the set of a long forgotten B-movie. Here, you can find faded flags, small towns stuck in time, and lawns overgrown with dandelion suns.
These two styles merge and complement one another in a way that’s nearly lyrical, ultimately uniting in a double sided love song dedicated to nostalgia. They ask, “Is the past a haunted corridor or is it the sickly sweet sugar high I want to believe in?”. I’ve not yet found the answer, and my compass arrow spins slowly like a ballerina on quaaludes. Welcome to the land of rippling blue water, full moon shadows, and champagne glasses filled to the brim.
All photos are shot on 35mm film and developed myself.
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