Days of Parties

Parties are interesting things to me; I love to plan them and execute them, but on the day of the party, the before and after always seem to turn out to be slow and mundane. Happy Cinco de Mayo, everyone! The morning was filled with organizing things, showering, and buying groceries to make a delicious meal. The steps it takes to fulfill the execution of a party are almost mechanical sometimes: eat minimal breakfast, clean living space, clean yourself, make food, prepare for guests, and then... the mood suddenly changes. Chattering, gossiping, joking, eating, laughing. Making a mess of the space you cleaned an hour beforehand. The high of having people around lasts for an hour or two, and then some begin to leave. You end up chatting with one person who lingers, the party dies. Some walking around the city. Then home and comatose from eating and having a lot of people around in a small space. Sitting, sleeping. The day afterward. 

 Minimal breakfast in the sheets:

Brown bananas to throw away (should have been done long ago):

Afterward, comatose in our phallic "sombreros:"

Extra Reading:

Ben Zank: Zank, who is only 23 (!!) hails from New York and is a surrealist, self-portrait photographer. Go check out his cool shots, and always support young photographers!!

A Portrait of Someone I Love

As some of you know, I still live at home, which means I hang out with my mom and my stepdad, Kirk, almost everyday. Kirk and my mom have been together for almost nine years, and throughout those years, Kirk hasn't failed me once. When I was in seventh grade, he funded, and help my best friend and I make a plexiglass guitar (that also had a pan flute on top). When I've watched too many scary television shows or movies, and haven't been able to fall asleep, Kirk has always been willing to talk me to sleep (even if it was four in the morning). Throughout high school, Kirk drove me to school almost everyday, even though many of my friends had to walk or take the bus. During my junior year of high school, when I went on a road trip with my best friend and got my jeep stuck in the sand, I called Kirk; he didn't freak out, even though he wanted to, and he told me what to do to get the jeep unstuck. Recently, when I was wondering what to say to a guy, Kirk talked me through it (and then we laughed together when he wrote an awkward text in my phone and accidentally sent it). My point is, no matter what I need, and no matter how difficult I am being, Kirk is there for me, and loves me through it.

This is Kirk in all his glory:

This is the "I just said something funny and I'm going to pretend like I don't know I'm funny" face:

Being a great model:

Stressful day:

Scaring my grandma:

Extra Reading:

Brett Walker: I like Walker's work because he has a sense of humor and a lot of his photographs are a little strange. His site is fun and playful, and it's definitely worth looking at. Also check out his Instagram, YouTube channel, and Tumblr. 

Filthy Feet

Usually I wear slippers around the house, but today I neglected them to be nude in my bare feet. The reason I wear house slippers most of the time is because I know my feet will get filthy otherwise, and I only like my feet to be dirty when I'm adventuring in the great outdoors (or at outdoor school, in a yurt, a lodge, a tent... you get the idea). On the rare instances that I do let go of my slippers for the day, my feet turn black as tar. They got especially dirty today. I made many trips from the linoleum in the kitchen to the dirty concrete in the garage, preparing paper mâché hats that I am making for Cinco de Mayo (woohoo, so excited!!!). The best part about having dirty feet is washing them at the end of the day, until they're squeaky clean, and then immersing them in warmth, under a thick blanket. Ahhh.

Before I washed, though, I took a few still lives:

Extra Reading:

Shlomi Nissim: Fascinated by the horrors of war and violence in today's culture, Nissim makes art that in contrast, suggests purity, and that alludes to ancient culture. Nissim also takes cues from cinema and painting, and his photographs have classical subject matter and a modern aesthetic. The colors and expression in Nissim's photographs are absolutely beautiful and incredible. Go poke around on his site! 

#highskoolnotes

Today I went to talk to my amazing, utterly fabulous, sweet, very helpful, beautiful college counselor, Julia, to ask her for some advice. (Can you tell I like her?) Anyway, when I got there, all the normal papers and coffee mug with tea was intact, but she was NOT THERE! As I wrote Julia a note telling her that I had come by, I noticed a few sticky notes had gotten stuck to my shoe...

Oh, high school. How I miss you, so. 

#jk

#iactuallydonotgotoskool

#bejelly

Extra Reading:

Bill Yates: The first camera Yates was ever given was right before a flight in his father's Cessna 195. Ever since, he has created images from above, capturing the world in its grid-like design. Yates flies and photographs; talk about multitasking! He is also the creator of a much older project, one that depicts youth in a truthful and nostalgic way. Everyone, young or old, can relate to this project, made in the years of 1972 and 1973. You can find more on that here. 

I hope you all are enjoying today (and that you've managed to graduate high school). Thanks for reading!

iPhoneography

This morning I went to Pacific Northwest College of Art to view Mei Ratz's thesis defense, entitled, "#detroitwithmei." Mei is another person who completed the Young Photographers Alliance mentorship with me last summer. Please go check out her work; she very is talented, both a photographer and a designer who creates stunning imagery.

Mei became interested in Detroit when she heard it is a dying city. She thought this negative notion couldn't be true. In response, she traveled to Detroit, interviewed multiple natives, and documented the city as thoroughly and humbly as she could. By the end of her thesis project, Mei debunked myths even she had thought were true, and she created a visual map of the city she grew to love.

Something that interested me about Mei's project was this: whenever she would pull out her DSLR to shoot, she felt out of place. To solve this, Mei ended up photographing the majority of her experience using her iPhone. The iPhone is quick, and it produces raw, humble images that are grittier and more relatable than the photographs a DSLR produces. Yes, there are times when an iPhone is not the appropriate tool to shoot an assignment. At the same time, there are subjects that a DSLR cannot truly capture, that only a smaller camera that is much more noninvasive, like the iPhone, can give justice to.

Mei's project reminded me of the magic of an iPhone photograph, and for the rest of the day, I have been inspired to use my iPhone to document. I shoot with both my DSLR and iPhone everyday, but for the past several months, I have mostly ignored my phone and traded it for its advanced counterpoint, the DSLR. However, today when I picked up my phone again, I was happy to play, happy with the grainy, and sometimes whimsical photos I was able to produce.

Here are some photos I took today with only my iPhone:

Extra Reading:

Greg Schmigel: Schmigel, who believes that most of what makes a great image is what an artist sees (and not the quality of the camera they use), uses only an iPhone to shoot. Most of his street photography looks like it is made with a DSLR, which gives evidence to Schmigel's claim: that photography is great when the artist who makes it has a dynamic vision and point of view. Another one of Schmigel's ongoing projects, titled "We're All Strangers," is composed of many black and white headshots of strangers Schmigel meets on the street. I like this project because it creates connection between the photographer, the strangers, and the audience. 

The iPhone Arts: This blog, which was created by the photographer, Egmont van Dyck, gives a glimpse into the images taken by many different iPhone/mobile camera photographers. It is very interesting to see the results they come up with. Go check it out, and maybe start taking more pictures on your own phone! Who says they cannot be great images, just because they are taken with a cell phone?

Waking Nights

Today I hung out with my friend Scott, and we ate some delicious Indian food at a place called Abhiruchi, which is in Beaverton. After that, we took a long, industrial walk, intermingled with an adventure through an even, and luscious-looking field. Eventually we took seats on a curb in a random parking lot filled with street lights, and we talked for a few hours.

Those walks make me feel incredibly happy. The industrial area, the fields, the random buildings and lights and train tracks and cars buzzing, street lights. Conversations are stigmatized by all of these things, made better by the feeling of the night, the calm, the light breeze on this summery day. These nights are my favorite, made perfect by having gone out to eat (trying new things! Food served to you!). My day was absolutely lovely.

Chandeliers hang in the strangest of places. Little rooms created especially for them by their reflections.

The essence of a walk:

Under streetlights, chatting:

Extra Reading:

Hannah Concannon: This girl is not a photographer, but her work holds a special place in my heart because she is an amazing makeup artist, and I loooove makeup. Also a Portlander, she now lives in San Francisco, and she paints her face every. single. day. The concoctions and characters she comes up with are absolutely amazing! Her work reminds me of being a dancer and doing stage makeup before a show. There would be times I would make my face look so ridiculous, but that is the fun of it. Go support Concannon because she is fantastic and fun!! 

Enjoying My Porch

My stepdad transformed/built the three wonderful porches that I have at home. He put down the planks of wood and constructed the bamboo fences. My mom then made the porches colorful and comfortable. The porches we have at home are some of the best places to hang out in the summer. One has a barbecue on it, and the others have cool seating with umbrellas overhead. Beyond the fences, I have a beautiful green view that I take in and enjoy on many sunny days. I am very thankful for the porches I have at home, and am well aware that I probably won't have any of my own for several years. I try to enjoy the porches now while I still live at home; it's not going to last much longer.
Here's a tribute:

Porch:

View:

Fellow Companion:

My Experience:

Extra Reading:

Mark Thiessen and Becky Hale: Thiessen and Hale, who work for National Geographic, are constantly challenged to make ordinary objects look interesting. In order to home their creative abilities, the photographers shot water balloons in the studio to see the affects they could get. Along with aiming the balloons at the wall, they also aimed them at them at each other! Using strobes that were triggered by the sound of the breaking balloons, Thiessen and Hale were able to get some really interesting shots. Their blog post also talks about the photographer, Desmond Downs, who shoots water balloons in the studio as well. Go check out their work. The images all the photographers were able to capture are amazing!