Hi folks! First of all, good news, I have been accepted to the Twilight Artist Collective in West Seattle. Prints of my work are not available there. Follow the link :)
Twilight Artist Collective
I also have some stuff at Box Top Vintage in Tacoma! I dropped stuff off with them this weekend on my way out of town. I drove to the Oregon Coast this weekend for a good friend's wedding. With me I took a list of things I needed to shoot for my artwork along the way and I was able to find everything on my list! Old motel signs, a wide open field, a prison and a casino. Everything seemed like it would be pretty easy to find but I didn't hold out too much hope for the prison until I saw a sign about 3/4 through my drive that said "Federal Penitentiary Exit 33" Well that was easy! ha! I needed photos of one for a piece I'm working on with John Dillinger walking away from a prison and I'm glad I found a more than suitable background! The only person in the world to be happy to see a prison, that's me.
We used to live near a prison I called the peach prison in Denver when I was a kid and I would always stare at it really hard every time we went by, especially after I heard the Oklahoma City Bomber was transferred there.
Anyway, point being it's been a long time since I've seen a prison, living in Seattle and I've been lucky enough to have never seen the inside of one or even close up to visit someone. So I drove up slowly, there was no one outside at all just some cameras and loud speakers and started to take pictures. I wish that I would have been able to take more but I was asked to leave after a few shots. However, that's the beauty of mixed media. I was inspired by something that struck me as ironic but I wasn't able to get the best shot of it. The gates were surrounded, every inch in razor wire and circling the razor wire was hundreds of birds. Seemed to me to be a metaphor for freedom in which ever direction you prefer. Here's the photo I got
So even though the photos didn't have exactly what I saw in them, it gave me a picture in my head of someone walking away from the prison with hundreds of crows flying behind their head, which I will draw, or photograph to add to this piece later. I would also like to get some more razor wire at a different angle because this photo doesn't really demonstrate just HOW MUCH there was, it was insane. I felt pretty lucky that I at least got to snap a few shots though. It wasn't all good luck though. I also went to a junk yard yesterday filled with the frames of some GORGEOUS old cars, rusted and wonderful, but I was stopped the second I got there. I didn't think it was THAT private of property. When I got there the owner and his dog had already heard me coming down the road and came out to meet me and shoo me off. He was covered from head to toe in dirt and a mean look on his face, his dog looked about the same. Very interesting, very humbling. Going to new places is DEFINITELY humbling. Sometimes I feel like being a photographer makes me a thief, but I think it's all in the way you approach it and humility is probably a pretty good start.
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