The image above holds a special place in my heart.
For the past two years of my life I've worked on a photo series and even though I'll continue it it's ending just for graduation. This is one of the first pages of my book that I'll pick up tomorrow morning & I'm so excited I wanted to share it.
When I started this series I didn't exactly know where it was headed. I wanted to photograph just things I thought people didn't know about but then I realized I read so much there wasn't a lot of topics I know about. & by that I mean I kept seeing the same 100 topics it seemed like and all of them I knew about for years. I realized maybe people weren't as informed as I was. At that point it was just terrible events within Los Angeles.
A year of researched had passed and I probably only photographed 10, some of which are in here. In fact to this day, most people's favorite image is actually the first image I ever took for the series (The Hillside Strangler). Over the course of another year and more research I photographed nearly 100 locations. I expanded it up to San Francisco and down to basically the border of Mexico. My heart and soul was and is in this. I didn't care about the miles on my car. My bank account hating me. The sleepless nights because I insist on shooting at sunrise. All that mattered was these gorgeous photographs. The time I put into them. Showing the world these locations & in the end us all learning.
By the time I decided to finish the series for graduation (but not for good), I had all these post its of notes. I have a notebook of every location I've ever shot at for this series and for others. My best friend Elisabeth, one amazing photographer herself, kept saying I'd end up using them for something but for the time being it was just taking up space in my desk.
I spent months on the layout, which thankfully is noticeable by others because it flows so smoothly. At the time I had separated the photographs into chapters/categories. But they were simple white pages. My professor Kevin McCarty mentioned to me I should scan in all my notes. I looked at him like he was insane. I have the most ridiculous handwriting ever. It's neat but small. As you probably noticed already. But then it hit me. Elisabeth was fucking right. You've got to be kidding me. I've been collecting all this for a reason.
I spent an afternoon scanning in every thing I had or at least that I could find. It just didn't look right to me. I wasn't sure what was wrong with it all. It was just a perfect idea but it wasn't fitting into place. Then it hit me. I needed to make them all negatives. The moment I did it to one, I couldn't do it to all of them fast enough. It was such a beautiful way to separate every thing. My mind jumps around if you haven't noticed yet by my other blog posts and I started thinking of blood because of all the crime scenes. Next thing you know I'm thinking about bones and all of a sudden it starts turning into x-rays and MRI's. It just hit me. Even if no one gets the connection. It's all there.
I'm incredibly excited to show these to the world. I guess I couldn't wait but to show a little glimpse.
This is my heart. This is my soul.