Folk Dancer

I have long been fascinated with Mexican photographers, muralist and filmmakers. They seem to share a certain perspective on the world that is unique to their country. Maybe it is an expression of deep cultural roots or possibly a reaction to traumas suffered over the last few hundred years. There is nothing like the destruction of multiple civilizations to change the way you perceive the world. Whatever it is I am drawn to the imagery of Mexico.

At various times I have obsessed about what sort of photographic ‘style’ I should adopt. What constitutes proper technique and the constraints of craft? The answer for me is to stop thinking in terms of limits. Everyone has unique vision. That is literally true because our visual perception is based in DNA and life experience. I can learn from others but I can only express what I see and feel. The same is true for the image makers of Mexico. Still there is something shared in their work.

For many years I have lived in multi-cultural Texas and New Mexico. There are rich experiences to be found in places where people of different backgrounds choose to live together. My roots are shallow in the new world unlike my wife’s family. They have lived in the place now known as Texas for hundreds of years while the flags changed over them. I am influenced by the cultures around me.

I can never see photographically in the way anyone else sees. Let alone the photographers of Mexico. My work may be informed by the work of others but it is unique to me. There is no other way.

Triptych

Fashion always reflects the events of the day re-contextualized from a safe distance. Remember the bikini? The name for minimal swimware started as a reference to nuclear tests on a small Pacific island. Sounds unlikely I know, the world was quite different back in the early sixties. Lately the trends for full beards and headscarves reminds me that fashion is as topical as ever. These images are distinctly Lo-Fi and decidedly unfashionable.

Fallow Season

Winter in the Central Texas Hill Country is mild when compared with more northerly latitudes. Typically we have a light freeze overnight followed by fifty or sixty degree days. Not a hardship by any means. The pace of rural life does slow down in the cool months. The fields are mostly fallow and some of the oak trees shed their leaves. It feels like winter even without the cold.

The cold season, such as it is, presents excellent opportunities for landscape photography. The color palette is more subtle and the bones of the natural world are revealed when foliage withers. It seems the starkness of the winter landscape pushes my photography to a more introspective place. The highly graphic scenes reveal something about the photographer as well as the landscape.