The bicycles are weaponry and the corners are lions hungry for flesh and composite. The crowd, although cheering for victory is also there for the carnage. They are the modern day gladiators.
I wouldn’t mind cruising the neighborhood in a classic big body like this 280SEL one day. The epitome of going nowhere fast.
Looking back on warmer days weaving our way through wooded trails, exploring all of the hidden corners of the old neighborhood and reminding myself that it will be back before I know it. Spring is on its way!
A few months ago, I headed into the city to catch up with my good friend, talented musician and all around excellent human, Jonny Drucker. I hopped on my trusty single speed ripper and he had his board in tow. We spent the day trolling around Philadelphia from City Hall to Fermentary Form. It was a glorious day filled with casual cruising, good conversation and delicious brews. Until next time.
A truly beautiful weekend filled with an all-star cast of family and friends.
I was looking through a few old rolls and stumbled across these photos from Whistler Blackcomb taken in March of 2014. These photos are not only special to me because Whistler was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been but also because they were so pivotal in sucking me into the vortex that is analogue photography.
I had accidentally underexposed the whole roll and when I got the photos back I was so disappointed; I was expecting crisp blacks and clear blues from an epic week in the mountains and instead got these hazy washed out snaps. I put them aside and didn't think much more about it.
A few months later I posted the title image on my Tumblr at the time and someone commented that it looked like a vintage postcard. Surprised by the positive feedback, I decided to go back and take a more serious look through the photos I had written off as mistakes.
Under closer inspection, the hazy under exposure and the sheer scale of the surrounding mountain range evoked a curious sense of nostalgia.
Above all else film photography has, not only helped me accept imperfection but embrace it. Sometimes you just need to take a deep breath and a step back in order to approach what was once a disappointment with new perspective.
Caroline Rose with support from Henry Jamison April 5, 2018 at Johnny Brenda's. Just so everyone knows how awesome Caroline is live, that's a recorder she is playing in photo 3 during an absolutely insane version of Money.
They are a dismembered branch of the great Appalachian family, and are seen away to the west of the river, swelling up to a noble height, and lording it over the surrounding country. Every change of season, every change of weather, indeed every hour of the day, produces some change in the magical hues and shapes of these mountains, and they are regarded by all the good wives, far and near, as perfect barometers. When the weather is fair and settled, they are clothed in blue and purple, and print their bold outlines on the clear evening sky; but sometimes, when the rest of the landscape is cloudless, they will gather a hood of gray vapors about their summits, which, in the last rays of the setting sun, will glow and light up like a crown of glory.
-An excerpt from Rip Van Winkle by Washington Irving
1977 was the final year of production for the original Ford Bronco. Ford's first foray into the world of compact sport utility vehicles, in many ways the Bronco set the stage for the modern day SUV as we know it. A surprisingly plush ride, I could not have asked for a better day cruising around South Jersey soaking up the final rays of winter.
After some success with our first film swap, Danny and I are back at it with another! This time around I wanted to keep it a bit more focused and decided to shoot a full roll of the best flowers that Bucks County had to offer. With simple instructions to shoot some classic British autos over top of my flowers, I shipped the roll off to Danny in Yorkshire to see what he could see. I could not be happier with the results and am already looking forward to our next swap!
I could not be more excited to have my series Interstellar Exploration, shot on Lomochrome Purple, up on The Field. Having my photographs and words along side those of some truly bad ass adventurers is incredible. Head over to The Field to read more about how I found myself in Iceland and the inspiration behind the photos!
Typhoon with support from the Bad Bad Hats and Sunbathe January 26, 2018 at Union Transfer
I have found there is a special kind of silence that can only be heard during the first real snow of the year.