A lot happened this week and my heart is getting stronger and more open. I'm never sure how I'm going to react to the extreme stories circulating in my little love nest, but I'm thinking the heart is cracking open, ready to do its work.
I began my career as a journalist. Reporting taught me about listening, observation, distillation, clarity. Then I began making up stories. I exchanged the literal for the literary and truth took a backseat. I earned an MFA in fiction. The same evolution has occurred in photography. I began as a documentarian, a truth finder, and then, after about five years, I started creating photographs based on stories, poems, moods and metaphors. The wordless language of art has opened up a new way of telling stories. I never could master Italian, but learning to speak in photographs has expanded my ability to communicate.
I'm thrilled to be working this entire year with the Weatherspoon Art Museum and the Newcomers School. We're creating a program that combines images and stories, self and others. Students enrolled in this school are from all points on the globe. Nepal. Vietnam. Colombia. Pakistan. A United Nations of possibility.
This fall I worked as a stills photographer on the film set for the new Angus MacLachlan movie, Goodbye to All That. Angus wrote the movie and made his directorial debut. Loved the experience. Enjoyed documenting the made and the making. Grateful to many.
University of Melbourne
Two of my photographs are entering the permanent collection at Trinity College at the University of Melbourne. To say I'm happy to be included in their esteemed contemporary collection doesn't come close. Ecstatic is more like it. I encourage all to go visit! It's well worth the trip.
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