Happy Easter

Happy Easter! Here are some Easter inspired photos from Jordan's photography blog.

Candy Typography Casts Sweet Spells

Last night we were working on a project using gummy letters from Haribo. When we were finished we decided to make words with the piles of letters that were left over. This set of words came from a collage that I made. Jordan hung it on the wall ages ago and whenever I am in bed I like to look at it. I am not sure where I got them from but I think they are lovely in a dark way. As lame as it sounds, seeing the words spelled out with candy reminds me how important it is to speak sweetly to people.

Me x Kate Moss for Supreme: A Note on Tattoos

Photograph: Marielle Sales

Photographer Marielle Sales took this photo of me during a recent shoot we did together. I did not actually realize when I picked up the piece of torn off poster from the ground to show it to Marielle and Jordan that it looked like I was the one holding a cigarette for a Supreme ad. It wasn't until she told me not to move that it all became clear.

After seeing the photograph I actually have a new perspective on getting a tattoo (this is only in relation to myself, I think tattoos look extremely cool and approrpriate on everyone else), which is something I have always been curious about. I am not sure if this is correct logic but I have come to realize that if I do not like the way that they look on me when my head is on Kate's body then the likelihood of me liking them on my own body is not very high. Does this mean that I am going to stop putting on temporary tattoos? Not a chance.

The East Side Studio

The most cliche, comfortable late afternoon light streams in through the west facing window causing an abstract reflection on the door as I walk back into the room. The northern wall is filled with an assortment of post-cards, photographs, collages, and miscellanea, the irregular tesserae in full power granted by the long, leaning shadows. Tycho's album Past is Prologue is murmuring from my computer speakers, just loud enough to cover the buzz of New York City below. I have to grab the camera, this moment, this feeling must be recorded. Its been a tough day of work so far, the kind where beginning any task seems unsurmountable and you feel like your time would be better spent lying entangled in a comforter and sheets. Still, we've made it this far, and the looming deadlines overhead have been made less menacing through persistence. The work has only just resumed, having been halted for a late lunch, followed by a brief meander through the endless tunels of the internet. This is the final stretch though, we've made it past the wall. From here it is just one solid session until a night of relaxation, a chance to recouperate so that tomorrow we may begin the battle anew...
Ah, what am I doing writing this... I have to get back to work.

Snapshots

This afternoon Mariel and I took a walk up the west side to a spot where we have shot some times in the past. There were some people shooting headshots in the alleyway adjecent to the build whose plaza we planned to take some pictures in, which gave us a bad feeling about working there. We arrived and I managed a single picture before a man in a suit wagged his finger at me through the glass wall and made it clear we were not to be using the space in such a way. Instead, we walked around that area and explored a bit. I got a few pictures I liked along the way too.

Vermont Photodiary pt. 3

This post is a bit harder to explain. It is more just a random collection of pictures that I liked that didn't fit into the other posts. The room we were staying in faced the sun and got very bright in the morning. To counter this, Mariel and I put up a Barbie blanket. It turned out that I really liked the look of it back lit though and I snapped this picture.

On the way to the train station, I spotted a bird with striking red feathers. Its pretty unusual for me to make images like this, but I was so drawn to the intensity of the red that I couldn't resist.

The final image comes from the Port Henry train station. While we were waiting for the train, I took some rocks that were lying nearby, and stacked them into a small tower. Then I placed four rocks around the center to make it look somewhat like a clock.

Vermont Photo Diary Pt. 2

The weather was beautiful on Mariel's birthday. I went to Stowe for my first time and we got to walk around without jackets. Being from a place without cold weather, its a kind of surreal experience for me to walk around snowy slopes in a t-shirt and jeans. Unfortunately, we got there too late to ride the gondola to the top of the mountain, but as a consolation we took a shorter trip on a line that went over the parking lot. We got an overhead view of people coming off of the mountain and starting to grill for a big tailgate party in the parking lot.

After coming back, we decided to stop into the bar. It was fairly empty, and the late afternoon light coming in through the large windows accented the wooden lodge style interior with an almost cliche feeling of warmth and comfort. Mariel's father and I both had some of the Vermont beers they had on tap. He had a Rock Art, and I a Long Trail, one of my favorites from the state. Mariel sipped at cosmopolitan made with Vermont vodka, and finished with some help from me. While at the bar, Mariel showed off her new iPad, pulling up our blog.

Sweater: Autumn Cashmere // Pants: Current/Elliott (you can buy them here!)//

After leaving Stowe, we headed towards Hinesburg, where we were to meet up with a party of people who were boiling down sap to make maple syrup. We stopped along the way to take pictures of the cows you can see above. We are still debating whether or not long haired cows are really a thing and if they are if these are them. If anyone has any information on that, let us know... The house was tucked away in the green wilderness, making our preceding trip to Stowe feel as if we had been in a world teeming with humans. The quiet was matched by a perfectly still lake, accessible through a short trip around a natural wall of trees. The chickens and cat that populated the place were more wildlife than I've been in close proximity with for a while. Not pictured here is the home made beer that we had there. It may have inspired my to make my own batch, but who knows when... brewing in the city seems difficult.

VT. Photodiary part 1

This is how I feel whenever I get off the train. This image was taken soon after we got into Vermont. After leaving the train station, we headed over to Church Street, where I took this long exposure. I like the hazy feel that it captures.

We stayed in the room at the top of Mariel's house again. I love the light it gets, and I've photographed in it more than a couple times. Unfortunately early in our trip a full length mirror fell off of the back of the door to the room. On the upside, the reflection of the broken pieces on the roof made for some interesting images.

We skirted the festivities happening on Church Street on St. Patrick's day. The drunken mele has never really been Mariel's scene, nor mine really. We did get a picture of this man playing the bag pipe in a kilt though.

The weather was nice, so we could leave the doors to the deck open while we were out for the dogs to get a little more fresh air. One of the pleasant upsides to this was that whenever we got back to the house, we would be greeted by Axel and Bambi sticking their heads through the railing.

Mariel's World

In Vermont, where I live, it is always obvious when something doesn't work with the natural landscape. For example: seeing electrical boxes in front of a field surrounded by trees and in the distance mountains with snowy caps. There is something surreal about it that I like quite a bit (not that I would want to look at it everyday of course). While Jordan and I were on a walk we decided to stop and take pictures in one of these weird out of place spots. I went a little out of control and this picture is the result: Mariel's adventures in some sort of wonderland...

Port Henry to Burlington

I have a list of hard to accomplish art projects that will probably remain unfinished until I am super famous and have all of the time and money to do whatever I want. One of the more realistic goals on that list is to take a roadtrip through either the north east or south west and create a photo essay from it. As a small consolation, I took some photos from the window of the car as we went from the train station to Mariel's house. They aren't in the highest quality due to the circumstances in which they were taken, but I hope they give a general sense of what the project may some day look like.