From the Archives Day 9: Original Polaroid 669 film (which of course I hoarded for many years after Polaroid stopped production). I started driving from San Francisco down to Los Angeles after The Doggie Gaga Project gained attention. I was invited to do a few celebrity dog events in LA and felt like I was stepping into another world. I didn't know what to wear in LA, and I didn't know how to act or how to talk to famous people (and their tiny dogs).
Read MoreFrom the Archives Day 8: Two of my favorite things - Pancake and boats on Cape Cod. Many years ago, when The Impossible Project (an incredible company that reinvented instant film for Polaroid cameras) was still young, I had the honor of being one a group of photographers that tested Impossible films.
Read MoreFrom the Archives Day 7: The more I'm stuck inside, the more I crave being outside. Obviously. This is a Polaroid that I've always loved. A happy accident, which is part of the process when you're using 30 year old plastic cameras and instant film full of temperature-sensitive chemistry.
Read MoreDay 6 From the Archives: The days are bleeding together, and I'm not good at counting. This is another very deep dive, from way back when I first moved to San Francisco (2005). Everything was new and beautiful. I felt inspired and encouraged and free. I found this piece of graffiti down by China Beach and became obsessed with it.
Read MoreDay 5 From the Archives: A break from landscapes. This is a favorite series of my late mother, sitting on the porch in Cape Cod. She was a fairly dark person but deep down she was a hilarious woman who loved to be playful. She hated the sun but loved the porch. She would hoot at the owls on the property. She loved Pancake and would hold him like a baby.
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Somewhere atop the highest peak in Vermont. I was young and had endless energy, and hiked for miles with a good friend and his dog to this beautiful peak with this amazing view. I can't remember the name. Hazy New England light. The rocks and perspective remind me of growing up in Massachusetts/New Hampshire and loving the feeling of cresting a mountain trail, feeling the wind on my face and letting myself cool off, breathing the freshest air.
Day 3: From the Archives.
I took this panorama/triptych many, many years ago in Sedona. I took a hike with my family, we ended up crawling through slot canyons and climbing dangerously high atop some rocks. I had my heavy camera backpack on the entire time, well worth it.
Day 2: From the Archives. More Cape Cod boats. This is from the marsh side of Welfleet where my boat obsession began. My first summer working as a cook in Welfleet I lived in a very poorly converted garage, five steps from the shore.
Read MoreHere’s the first image From the Archives: Hasselblad 500c with Ilford HP5 medium format film, the only black/white film I really ever shot. This image brings me a lot of joy. I can feel the warm water of the Provincetown bay. I worked in Truro for many summers as a cook starting at age 18(?), and whenever I wasn’t working I’d be photographing at the beaches.
Read MoreTimes are a changing, and acceptance and adaptation is tough. I imagine it will only get more difficult as we get farther in to quarantine and all that life brings with it moving forward. Sadly I’ve had to cancel a whole lot of work because of the virus - I’ve cancelled my April San Francisco trip which was full of wonderful San Francisco dog photography clients. I’ve also cancelled a big month long road trip for a personal project I’ve been developing for the past few months, and that’s been such a bummer.
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