Originally posted on JerseyStyle Photography:
He stepped out of the dark and into the shadows. The relentlessness of the rain finally tapered, then ended. Gray light filtered through. An upturned collar against the chill. It’s all down the straight line now, she had said. Gotta keep movin’, he had said. ‘Cause then they can’t catch…
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Learning the simple things in a roundabout way: on 8 months of being a gypsy
18 July 2013: I spent my six month milestone as a vagrant in the air, fittingly, enroute to Copenhagen from Montreal, marked by as unbelievable a sunrise as I’ve ever seen. Descending into Iceland for a seven hour transit, just above the sweep of plane wing, the red band of sunlight from the approaching dawn…More
Trailerpark Festival Recap
Words and pictures by Flemming Bo Jensen and Charlene Winfred. Originally posted in the Trailerpark blog and Artrebels blog, 9 August 2013 Trailerpark Festival 2013 was rich in every way an art and music celebration should be: visually, aurally, and atmospherically. For a photographer, this provoked the pleasurable dilemma: do I shoot, or do I…More
Whirlwind Canada
At the end of June, obliged as I was to get out of the USA, i headed north to Canada. Canada was quick. I was in and out of the country in 2 weeks, which meant everything flew by in a blur. It is one of those vast spaces in the world I often think…More
Wildlife study
At the Museum of Natural History, Washington DC.More
The Streets of Washington DC
I have a funny relationship with cities. I was born, raised, and have lived all my life in cities. I find them visually intriguing for their grit, geometry, tightly packed chaos and human contradiction. But I also associate them with a certain kind of perspective on life that drives me up the wall, and makes me…More
New Mexico Redux
Come back amigo no matter where you go To the Land of Enchantment, New Mexico.[+] I came back to New Mexico for a week and a bit after my time in Texas. My third and shortest visit in nine months. It was hard to leave. It keeps getting harder to leave.More
Reflections on Junction
Let me stake a claim about landscape/nature photography here: it does nothing for me. I can, and do, appreciate landscape photos from a technical perspective. But emotionally, they leave me cold. There’s something about the perfect beauty of an excellent landscape photo that seems to shut my engagement down. I’m compelled by imperfection for reasons…More
The Bus to Texas
Texas has been a constant stream of first experiences for me. The very first of these was the journey from Albuquerque to Lubbock, where I was heading to attend Jerod Foster‘s annual workshop (more on this later). I got on a Greyhound bus instead of the plane, and had possibly the best bus journey to…More
Invoking The Magic Of The Open Road
Magic comes from what is inside you. It is a part of you. You can’t weave together a spell that you don’t believe in.― Jim Butcher April 2013 3 weeks. 4500 miles. A car that started out black and came back grey-brown from a solid caking of road dust. A 901st birthday, and the sort…More
Three months of travel: a reflection on old Mexico
I’ve been on the road for three and a half months at the writing of this post. There have been surprises around every turn. I never thought I would gather up enough guts to do this solo travelling thing, and truth be told, I’ve been scared everytime I’ve had to pack up and get myself…More
Printing
I learnt about printing in Mexico City. Film, darkroom stuff. Until then I’d never seen the inside of a darkroom, never mind one as well appointed as Pablo‘s.More
Home: who your heart’s with (part 2 of 2)
“I think if I’ve learned anything about friendship, it’s to hang in, stay connected, fight for them, and let them fight for you. Don’t walk away, don’t be distracted, don’t be too busy or tired, don’t take them for granted. Friends are part of the glue that holds life and faith together. Powerful stuff.” ―…More
Home: Where your soul feeds (Part 1 of 2)
Jacaranda and eucalyptus: trees I didn’t expect to encounter across the Pacific, so being greeted by both everyday is pleasantly disconcerting. Over lunch with my host here in Mexico City one afternoon, I described the delight of living where gum trees are a source of natural aromatherapy with their scent, the way jacaranda adds a…More
Connections in chaos
Mexico City. Love it, hate it, run screaming into its maw, surrender to its frenzy.More