I have a new essay entitled Dust Bowl on our Kage Collective website. I thought I’d give you a bit of backstory…
I’d left my car at the garage for repairs and was walking back home. I had my X100 in my pocket and decided to leave the streets and walk along the tracks, just to see where they’d lead me. It was freezing cold that morning. I wasn’t sure what I was shooting exactly but I soon forgot all about the temperature and slipped into my bubble. I have nothing but eyes in my bubble.
I’ve always loved trains. I’m certain it comes from that very antiquated notion of “jumping on a train”, of reading On the Road for the umpteenth time and imagining them as great beasts roaming the country, just waiting to be mounted by anyone willing to escape. They hold both the promise of change and of death, of new horizons or an end to all things. Either way it’s a voyage. Either way it’s freedom.
The story itself came while editing the pictures. It’s a fiction so I guess the documentary aspect flies out the window on this one. But I see it as universal. As potentially real. Documenting an emotion, I guess.
2012 has been a year of great change and I’d like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for following me through it all. Every email, every comment I get let’s me know I’m on the right path and I truly appreciate each and every one of them. I really, really do so don’t be shy.
I’ll be taking a break with family for the Holidays but look forward to coming back in 2013. Until then: I hope you all have a very Merry Xmas/Hanukah/Kwanza/Whatev and wish you all the very, very best!
See you next year :)
P.S. A shot I forgot to include in the Voltiges post — still can’t believe it’s my son doing this stuff…