1.15.2012

Hold steady.

Nicholas

Lee

Self-portrait asleep.

Steph

Tina
This past fall, I took my last required photography course for my degree, on environmental portraits. I was feeling pretty burnt out with courses, my surroundings, and the constant over-thinking of making images. Regardless, I feel pretty happy with how a few of them turned out. These are taken with a Holga wide-angle, pin-hole camera, with exposures that range between 2 seconds to 20 minutes.

1.11.2012

Romney Wins NH Primary


One of his grandchildren dances in celebration backstage, as Mitt Romney signs autographs and shakes hands after winning the NH primary election. 1.10.12

10.25.2011

Same day.

10.22.10 -- Brooklyn, NY 

10.22.11 -- Rochester, NY

Foreign Hotel Windows.

I finished reading On The Road for the first and incredibly delayed time during the summer after I had graduated high school. With no plans of anything beyond reading in the summer sun while working at the local grocery store, I lived vicariously through Kerouac's writing--all while suffering from agoraphobia and hardly actually moving around at all, myself.

One paragraph towards the beginning of the book has always haunted me, feeling so incredibly reminiscent of something in my memory that I couldn't ever quite touch entirely. I recently started re-reading the book, and this piece still affects me just the same:

"Now I wanted to sleep a whole day. So I went to the Y to get a room; they didn't have any, and by instinct I wandered down to the railroad tracks--and there's a lot of them in Des Moines--and wound up in a gloomy old Plains inn of a hotel by the locomotive roundhouse, and spent a long day sleeping on a big clean hard white bed with dirty remarks carved in the wall beside my pillow and the beat yellow windowshades pulled over the smoky scene of the railyards. I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was--I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future, and maybe that's why it happened right there and then, that strange red afternoon."

-Chapter 3, On The Road by jack Kerouac.

The Americans by Robert Frank includes one specific photograph which, likewise, has always provided me with the exact same feeling (as if it may be describing the same moment from the same travels). Together, the two are always in some not-to-distant part of my mind, as an echo of some surreal feeling. This recurs more and more vibrantly the more distant the idea of home becomes, and the more brief-yet-familiar encounters come and go.

From The Americans, Robert Frank

10.20.2011

Occupy New Hampshire 9.19

On Wednesday evening, the Occupy New Hampshire group in Veteran's Park, Manchester, NH, were asked to leave. After a peaceful discussion with the police, several people decided to remain, in unity, within the park and receive summons--5 of them then decided to remain despite the violation, and were subsequently arrested.


















The five who were arrested:









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10.18.2011

Occupy New Hampshire 10.15.11

 
Occupy New Hampshire's day of action, on Oct. 15th in Manchester, NH,
leading up to the occupation of Victory Park.


The first march of the day along Elm St. in Manchester.

Marching past Wall St. in downtown Manchester.


Gathering in front of the banks downtown.



Creating signs in Veteran's Park.
An open forum for participants to express their frustrations on the current situation of our government and economy.




A brief lesson in non-violence for participants.


The final march of the evening to Victory park.



Arriving at Victory Park.
A poetry reading at sunset.
The small group which has set up tents in Victory Park in occupation, their numbers have since grown.

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