Once again, my photos have found their way into the Baltimore City Paper. This time, it's a rally and march on the anniversary of the death of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Mo. Click on the link below to visit the site.
Protesters gathered at the corner of Pennsylvania and North Avenues Aug. 8 to march through west and central Baltimore on the one year anniversary of the death of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Mo. Protesters also spoke out against the deaths of Freddie Gray, Sandra Bland, Tyrone West and other "victims of racism and police terror."
I am very excited about having a photo series published by City Paper in Baltimore. The event was the Unlock the Vote protest and march Aug. 6. Participants met at McKeldin Square in downtown Baltimore calling for an override of Gov. Larry Hogan's recent veto of SB 340/HB980, which would restore voting rights to ex-felons. Click on the image below to see the series.
Most of the pictures people post of my father are more flattering. He is young and in his Air Force uniform, or he is playing with his grandchildren, smiling—but for me, this is the photograph of my father. He was, in many ways, flawed, but no more than any of us, I suppose, and I guess that's why I like this image. It is not idealized; it is not flattering. It is, I think, the most honest photo of my father I or anyone else has ever taken.
I was out of the Army just a year, taking a black-and-white photo class with MICA's continuing studies program, in Dover for just a few days, so we decided to go for a walk and take pictures together. He drank the night before, so even by mid-afternoon he was still a bit sluggish, but he grabbed up his Canon F-1, loaded up some film and we walked around the block. He didn't walk around much, or even leave the house that often by this time, and it was a cold day for late April. His legs bothered him—he couldn't get very far without feeling pain and discomfort—so we took our time, snapping pics of plants and shadows and other trivial things. We talked about what my plans were now that I had just finished and failed my year of writing the Great American Novel. The photo class was the first step, I told him. Perhaps I'd take another, or go back to school full time, pursue photography as a proper career, maybe even teach. There was a time he would have told me to get a real job, art is just a hobby, but he didn't. I sometimes think my time as an Army photojournalist had proven the value of the craft to him. I don't know. But he encouraged me, told me I could do it if I worked hard at it.
We turned down our alley and came into the yard from behind the garage. I had a single shot left on the roll of film, so I asked him to turn around, let me take his picture.
I'm not sure if he's impatient here—by now he was tired and his legs hurt—or if he is just resigned to the fact that, though he does not look his best, this is just simply happening. Maybe he's just trying to help his son with a school project and is being a good subject. What's important to me is that we took the photo together, and that's the reason it will always be the photograph of my father.
With new Gradous Rifles coming to Continental Arms all the time, it gives me a chance to continue combining my love of both photography and firearms marksmanship by producing the product shots used to sell these finely-tuned tools of precision.
I had an opportunity recently to take some product photos for Continental Arms in Timonium, Md., to promote their newest partnership with Gradous Rifles in Georgia. Gradous makes custom precision long-range rifles, and Continental Arms is now an exclusive distributor.
I'll admit it: I Google myself. We all do at one point or another. As an artist, I do it for a few reasons. If we're being completely honest, I suppose I have to admit ego is one of them. I like to see if my work is getting out there. But that's a professional reason, too. After all, I need to know if my work is getting out there. Today, I found that my work is, indeed, getting "out there," and it has been used as a backdrop by other photographers. My project Welcome to the Army is part of a traveling exhibition called Reflections of Generosity, and it seems Eric J. Shelton of the Fort Hood Herald and David Burge of the El Paso Times had opportunities to use my work as part of their work. So thanks, fellas, for helping me get the work out there.