The Nitty Gritty

GETTING BACK TO BASICS

My passion for photography has always been about something deeper than taking pretty pictures.  It’s an outlet.  A way to express myself through art.  My work has typically been dark, gritty and unrefined.  A true reflection of myself.

I’ve drifted away from my usual aesthetic recently, in part because I’ve been taking on more clients to help pay the bills while I’m home with our kids.  There’s this pressure to create something glossy and perfect, mostly via photo editing software and Photoshop actions, and there’s this nagging feeling that I’m turning my back on my creativity and artistic integrity as well.  I’m not a gear hound, and I prefer a grainy film image to an over-processed HDR photograph.  I enjoy imperfections.

I’m up to my eyeballs in fine art and documentary work right now, which is exactly where I want to be.  It feels like home.  My personal projects are fulfilling and challenging.  Exciting and fresh.  Something I need in my life at the moment, when I feel like I’m drowning in monotony as a stay-at-home parent.  There’s still a faint glimmer of my former artistic self, and this is the time to nurture it.  Fan the flames, if you will.

As of right now, my plan is to take my hat out of the ring.  I will not be taking on any new clients for weddings, family portraits or other commissioned work indefinitely.  The quality and depth of my photography will be heightened and I will regain my appetite for craftsmanship above all.

I am sincerely grateful to everyone who has been involved with my work over the years: friends, models, musicians, professors, editors and clients.  My focus will be creating new fine art pieces and building up my body of work for future exhibitions, aside from my “Sunday Best” documentary project.  Check back soon for an update on my current photographic projects.  Thank you for your support!

MG

I always thought of photography as a naughty thing to do – that was one of my favorite things about it, and when I first did it, I felt very perverse. – Diane Arbus