I've worked as the swimming teacher at Country Day Creative Arts, a wild day camp in Metairie, Louisiana, for three years now. I've found I have a predilection for producing unexpected videos.
A tip of the hat to John Wilson.
For me, any encounter with a dead animal - or the remains of one - is an occasion to photograph.
Kids, so often shot as they're treated - condescendingly - deserve their own collection. The title is a quiet nod to "Revenge of the Babysat," one of my favorite Calvin & Hobbes.
By posting up photobooths! I see you, and I'll show you the beauty you are.
I'm that rare creature with a sound blimp - for hire!
I'm a freelancer; one tool in my eternal duel against true, terrifying unemployment is picking up gigs shooting events.
Photographs from my book for Tom Roma's Photo III. My response to my boyfriend's suicide was playing with the intimate embrace of the inanimate, and the possibilities of documenting myself as a lover might.
An ever-expanding collection of wedding photography, with some of the ceremonies being fake.
Because not all les autres are hell.
Strongly spent may be synonymous with kept, but photography's forever.
A day is well spent adventuring in New Orleans East's derelict Six Flags.
Excerpts from my 2008 independent study with Tom Roma. Accused of being 'a social creature,' he pushed me to pursue portraiture.
In which I collage myself lives I wish I had.
A tiny peek at my very first show; June 4, 2012.