I have spent the last year trying to figure out what my photos are “about.” What theory am I missing or what context do they need to help them break through to the next level?
I started reading anthropologist’s writings on how they documented cultures. How they work without noting the specifics of each character in an attempt to broaden the work (to span the society) and make it more accessible. I thought Durkheim was the answer with a blind enthusiasm of a freshman in college.
And then it hit me like a shot to the chest, that I was all wrong. I was making the images bland, uniform, trying to bend it into the mold of what I thought of as popular photography. Trying to simplify the world they were showing was doing a disservice not only to the photographs but also to the viewer, I was sanding down all of their sharp edges.
These pictures are a story about me and my life. The particulars and idiosyncrasies of it all are they draw life from, even if it is the less glossy version. I am the photos and they are me and trying to separate them from me is like trying to separate me from my skin.
Like Hortence Powdermaker said of Durkheim, “The analysis of their ritual dances was brilliant, but we knew little about the dancers.” Here is a collection of photographs of all the dancers that surround me.
PROJECT SUMMARY: This project comprises of photographs taken in the previous 2 years. The whole project was shot on film in and around NYC for the most part but also wherever I happened to be traveling.