As some of you know, I’m developing my next photo book. The working title is Fairy Tales from the Fault Lines, a collection of photos from the ‘real’ city of Washington DC (the ‘hoods, not the federal footprint). Personal, everyday-life vignettes of my native city that hopefully short-circuit tribal/provincial stereotypes.
I’ve got a ton of images already from the past few years, I’m currently in book editing and design mode. But I also want to keep shooting and refining my ideas, as well as building an online platform for the future book.
So here’s my new Tumblr sketchbook, front-loaded with a little batch of the latest stuff. Hope you’ll follow it if that’s your thing. I’ll mix mostly new and some older images, written story fragments, and whatever else makes sense. I welcome any and all feedback!
"If you’re an aspiring author, director, musician, startup founder, these long stretches of nothing are a huge reason why it’s important to pick something personally meaningful, something that you actually love to do. When external rewards and validation are nonexistent; when you suffer through bouts where of jealousy, wondering “How come so-and-so got signed/is successful/got a deal/etc?”; when every new development seems like a kick in the stomach, the love of what you are doing gives you something to hang onto."
New sketch - I tried to evoke a group of settlers’ space journey to a new world (well, of course compressing what would be months or years to 01:58). Liftoff > transit > contact > arrival. You’ll need headphones, let me know if the ‘story’ comes through in the little sounds.
First shots with the 5s camera yesterday. Used the new filters in the iOS7 Camera app to make them BW, otherwise untouched. Seems a significant, even startling, upgrade from the iPhone 4. Though I kind of miss the more raw, scrappy, poetic look of the 4 w/Hipstamatic. In a way hoping the 5s won’t be TOO good… Well, guess thats what destructive editing is for :).
A new sketch of mine (best with headphones), just a simple repeating phrase for all the innocents killed in Nairobi… especially the children… I was also struck by the loss of 78-year-old Ghanian poet/writer/diplomat Kofi Awoonor, due to perform that night at a literary festival…
"Once I came off the road after Zeppelin it was such a major part of me missing. I had no vehicle to play in and I had such a reputation for playing live that I got frightened about doing it. If I did four bad gigs, nobody would want to know and I had a few more things I wanted to say in music. So now I’m past middle age. But what do you do when you get to middle age? The music press say you are fucked after you are 30. But I’m not and there’s a lot more for me to do."