For the photography class, we’re taking before (middle) and after photos. You can see my Americana post below for a window into my family and childhood home. This series is from a Bikram yoga class.
Although Rockwell painted and I’m photographing, and although I’m only documenting my family, I feel an odd channeling of Rockwellian (that’s a word?) Americana. At the same time, there are classic NE Ohio Italian-American tells on the table, including the “authentic” parmesan, salad, and a bbq chicken take on lasagna. Or maybe that’s just my […]
Photographing people where I don’t belong (as per a recent Photo assignment) reflected my own expectations of State College. The first location I scouted Sunday afternoon, near dusk, was the liquor store, just before closing, hoping to get a shot through the glass of them closing up. I don’t belong in a liquor store after […]