Friday, February 29
Thursday, February 28
Wednesday, February 27
2.27.08 {jsl}
Tuesday, February 26
Monday, February 25
Saturday, February 23
Friday, February 22
Thursday, February 21
Wednesday, February 20
Tuesday, February 19
Change 2.19.08 {jsl}
It is once again snowing beautifully outside but I am wishing for warm, breezy summer nights. It has been a long time since I've had a haircut. Haircuts are small rebirths for me so I'm painfully overdue for a transformation.
Monday, February 18
Sunday, February 17
Saturday, February 16
Thursday, February 14
Wednesday, February 13
Tuesday, February 12
2.12.08 {jsl}
Sadly, my adventure with the SX-70 maybe coming to an end. Not only because of the discontinuation of Polaroid film by 2009, but the camera itself has become temperamental. The poor thing has trouble ejecting, among other technical troubles.
Monday, February 11
My brother Jonathan {jsl}
New images from my family project. It's mid February and my thesis project still feels aimless. My problem is that I've included the spectator in my image making process: is it accessible to them? Do they GET IT? I've lost touch with how inherently personal family history is and what my original motivations were. I must ask myself some hard questions and scrutinize my intent to truly gain clarity.
"He could close his eyes and try to believe that all that mattered was that he knew his work was great... and that other artists respected it... and that History would surely record his achievements... but deep down he knew he was lying to himself. I want to be a Name, goddamn it!--at least that, a name, a name on the lips of the museum curators, gallery owners, collectors, patrons, board members, committee members, Culture hostesses, and their attendant intellectuals and journalists and their Time and Newsweek--all right!--even that!--Time and Newsweek--Oh yes! (ask the shades of Jackson Pollock and Mark Rothko!)--even the goddamned journalists!
-Tom Wolfe, The Painted Word, 18.
"Pick me pick me pick me pick me pick me pick me...O damnable Uptown! By all means, deny it if asked!--What one knows, in one's cheating heart, and what one says are two different things!" -Tom Wolfe, The Painted Word, 19.
-Tom Wolfe, The Painted Word, 18.
"Pick me pick me pick me pick me pick me pick me...O damnable Uptown! By all means, deny it if asked!--What one knows, in one's cheating heart, and what one says are two different things!" -Tom Wolfe, The Painted Word, 19.
Sunday, February 10
Friday, February 8
2.8.08 {jsl}
Thursday, February 7
Wednesday, February 6
Tuesday, February 5
Hillary Clinton was 2.5 hours late...{jsl}
I met the friendliest secret service agent that day. I also met the most radical Hillary supporter who breathed down my neck and shouted into my ear lines such as: "You're beautiful, Hilary!" "Fuck Obama!" and "Down with the House of Bush!" etc. for three hours regardless of whether Hillary was in the building or not...
And... a Blooper!
Monday, February 4
Mr. Deval Patrick {jsl}
Deval Patrick's visit to Clark.
I aimed to be forward and ambitious when I emailed these photos to the major photo and news editors of the Boston Globe a few hours after the event... I have yet to hear back from them but I felt stronger despite the possibility of not be acknowledged. I only have two edited right now. Sorry! Tomorrow's my chance to photograph Hillary Clinton! I whole heartedly am looking forward to observing and interacting with the secret service...
Sunday, February 3
I am a novice {jsl}
Dad: Your best hope is for someone to love you for the way you are.
It is painful being a novice.
It is painful being a novice.
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