Photo(s) of the Day.

I'm back from my NY trip. There's too much to be said about my experience. At the moment I don't think something of that magnitude can be put into words.  Everything is still so fresh. While I was there I visited the Met (Metropolitan Museum of Art) . The Met was an overwhelming experience, I was there for hours and saw a small portion of what was available. It doesn't help that Jay and I are the type of museum goers that stop and read evvvverything having to do with the work, and then sometimes if I don't feel like I have fully grasped it, I read over again. 

We went in anticipation of seeing "The Pictures Generation" show, which left me craving something bigger than I know how to fulfill alone. 

When I first got into photography Cindy Sherman blew my mind. The show contained some of her early work that I had never seen before, plus some of her images that I am familiar with. It's nice to flip through pages of a photography book and take your time pouring over photos. But seeing a large scale image by a photographer that I have admired from a distance made me tingle from head to toe.

I realize now that she influenced me a lot at the time. I started experimenting with self-portraits in the same way she did. I started dressing up, and using costume and setting to tell a narrative. Below is some of the early stuff I did. I made these for my grandmother...the man in the photo is my uncle, who was in Vietnam. I imagine family life stops when you have a loved one at war, and thats what I tried to get across.. 

I entered these images in a show at the Esperanza Peace and Justice Center years ago, and they sold immediately. Somewhere they are on someone's wall, and that's pretty cool.