There are some people in my life that I like to make images of over and over. Tara is one of them. I took this one after her long work day at Banana Republic, a job that she would rather not have. There is something torturous about knowing that you are a creative thinker that has to spend the day answering dressing room calls from those who are uninterested in your knowledge. There is a longing for a new opportunity that I see in T. A longing that I think she is not alone in having.

Frozen fish sticks and chicken nuggets, that's whats made here. "Real Home Style Goodness" is whats on the sign plopped on top of the factory.

The beauty of the waterfront in Portland is not exactly what you would be imagined by the common vacationer. There is still a heavy industrial feel to it. Ships come in with oil and coal and leave it for workers to push around and distribute to Southern Maine. In many ways I prefer this view to that of condo's, (those are the only two options these days for waterfront property).

Few, I finally got a little portrait making out of my system. One day I just brought my camera to work and pulled people out side to make their image. I find working with the students here really inspirational, I feel more inspired as staff at the college then I did when I was a student here. The third one down is really really different then the others, but I threw it in there anyway.

I went home last weekend and shot like crazy. It was so nice to be back on my turf. I know thatplace like the back of my hand. It was foliage season, obviously.

Here is another image from the thicket. A thesis for this project is slowly being made in my mind. Greek literature is what began this whole thing believe it or not. In all the stories I was reading I noticed how, often, cities and towns were gated, and to go beyond those gates put the characters in danger of the temptations of the untamed. To throw someone out of the city was often a punishment. The banished had to fend for them selves in the wilderness. It's just the beginning of my idea, I will see how it develops.

I am not exactly sure where this work is coming from, but I am absolutely loving making it. Maybe it is the result of looking at an Ansel Adams calender all year, or maybe it just being tiered of making portraits. I am enjoying the solitude of making on my own, portrait work is always a team operation. I can go into to the woods alone and shoot without being seen or seeing. The compositions that present themselves to me are sometimes phenomenal and I am always happily overwhelmed by the plants ability to overgrow each other.