There are preciously few people that I actually enjoy being around. My friends Haley and Matt just happen to be two of them. As you know, I normally hesitate when taking photographs of others of my species, however, shooting these two was rather enjoyable! They’re starting up a new food/restaurant/dining blog… details to follow soon!
Good Morning Andrew
Conceptually Oriented, Practically Confused
Politics of a Curated Life
Over the last couple of months, I’ve become fascinated with the processes involved with living a minimalist lifestyle. Aside from simply having less stuff to worry about, the big advantage that has drawn me to minimalist living is the idea of a “curated” life. I’m not certain if this is in opposition to or in perfect line with our current society’s predilection toward materialist values. In essence, humans could be considered a reflection of the things they purchase, consume, and display. When one focusses on consumption, then we are a representation of an entire universe of consumable objects that disappear from our lives after use. Additionally, we also seem to hunt endlessly for certain objects to display within our daily lives. I’m deeply interested in that schism and, consequently, what makes certain objects so easily parted with.
07-28-2010
Reclaiming space: I have to hand it to the city of Minneapolis. Every so often, a new feature of the urban landscape appears like an apparition. Most recently, rental bike stations have been colonizing (in a positive way) the unused scraps of public space throughout the city. Kudos Minneapolis.
ro/lu-modern landscape design studio minneapolis
sometimes it’s easier for me to see things for what they are in photos rather than in real life. so i take a lot of pictures. usually i need to take a break from working and i get up and walk around the studio looking at things this way.
07-10-2010
My life so far has been centered around a type of “chain migration.” I started off in a small town (Kearney, NE pop. 24,000), moved to a slightly larger area (Lincoln, NE pop 225,000), and ended up in the Twin Cities Metro (pop 3,200,000). Apparently, somewhere along the way I lost the innovation and skill necessary to appreciate the poetic elements of life in a rural area. As anyone that has lived away from a major population center can attest, being able to stimulate your mind in an environment lacking stimulus is an immense gift.
Perhaps the most poignant of all of the entertainment endeavors I happened to engage in while living in a small place was my search for a gay community. In Kearney there was nothing except for the late-night cruising grounds in Harmon Park. In Lincoln, I was upgraded to 1 gay bar: the less-than-lovely (as in hepatitis) Q Bar.
While traveling through rural Waterloo, Iowa over the Fourth of July weekend, I decided that there was no better way to celebrate our nation’s (and my own) independence than to go to a small-town gay bar.
Kings and Queens was the aptly appointed name of the joint. It smelled of mold from the last time the Cedar River flooded downtown. There were no decorations, just a bar, a few stools, and (on the evening of a drag show) a full buffet of Hy-Vee cookies. To be inside of the small town gay bar is to transport oneself out of all contexts and into a vacuum-like abnormality of a bar. Think something like a John Waters film (The “Pelt Room” from “Pecker” comes immediately to mind).
There’s something beautiful in all of this. And, if one is patient, signs of that underlying beauty will eventually surface. In this case, I was fortunate enough to see a young woman, in a wheel-chair, dancing/wheeling her heart out in a rhine-stone studded wheel chair.
Thank you Waterloo. I needed that.
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03-28-2010
There is something peculiar about the way we attribute the clarity of some photographs to the world itself. I try to reinforce that paradox by making photographs that convince the viewer that those revelations, that order, that potential for meaning, are coming from the world and not the photograph.
— Frank Gohlke, 1979