stillness in... idaho

for something a little different, i'll be shooting local folks at ketch'em alive tonight. always lots of action, should be a good variety of the stillness in chaos idea.

come find me at the forest service park in ketchum, idaho. 7:00pm - 9:00pm. i'll be there.

a brief hiatus

the idea for this project developed while i was taking a class at the SFAI, and when the class ended, i lost steam. although the project wasn't directly tied to the class curriculum, it at least provided criticism and motivation. as life stomped in and out of my creative projects, stillness in chaos got shoved in a protective little drawer.

julie called the other day and asked if i still wanted help recruiting people to stand for me. "yes! definitely!" i replied. the past couple months, i've thought about it. short little gasps for breath as i doggy-paddled my way through a freelance career. how often had i paused since my last post in...march? obviously, not enough.

if you are still following and would like to participate, julie and i will be at the farmer's market at the ferry building in san francisco on saturday morning, june 20th.

rene at san francisco general

caitlin at the ferry building

eye of the storm

monaco sent me the following email this morning:

As a fellow blogger, I feel inclined to contribute to the pages of others within this virtual community of outspoken, self-represented souls--especially if a post tweaks my right eyebrow into a triangular contortion.

I've always been a sucker for time-lapse photographs that expose an unwavering subject--something or someone almost completely unaffected by the chaos, streaks of motion or emotion surrounding it. There is an aspect of that steadfast object or person that, for me, represents the mystery of frozen time. The incomprehensible notion of what rests between then and now, now and later.

I, like so many around this country, am currently reassessing my contributions, achievements, and ambitions in addition to my defeats, debts, and developing skill set. Where my evaluation may differ from most is that I've been doing so for years without much assurance that others are involved in the same process known as introspection. Perhaps the only silver sliver on our otherwise black horizon is that, finally, people will stop amidst the blur and exact their own location, internally and externally in life.

I am without a doubt a person who moves from space to space, but never out of comfort or security. Rather I believe my vaults are attributed to the experience of exploration. I want to witness as much blur and movement as possible, but, I suppose, my zigzag lifestyle deposits me smack in the middle of the colorfully racing masses.

What I believe to be another variance between my motion trails and those of others is I'm not escaping nor denying one thing or many things about myself or my life. That action is what I am convinced most souls display throughout their lives. Without getting too academic, Emerson once wrote that no matter how far he traveled, nor how quickly he did so, his troubles and luggage always made the same journey.

That's why I am utterly drawn to the eye of the storm when a photograph portrays such. I see perseverance, acknowledgment, and for lack of a better word, courage. Indeed we all reassess, whether voluntarily or not, during the course of our journeys, but, as this blog's contributor has duly noted: it's not the actual halting of our movement that matters the most, but rather the ability and willingness to open our minds and eyes to the madness within and around us.

the beginning

i have always been fascinated with things that move. there's something romantic about going somewhere, even if you've already been where you're headed. there's an element of the unknown; you never know what might happen.

taxi cabs, tuk tuks, trains, planes, buses, i've always felt that if i can keep moving, everything will be okay.

but what happens if you stop?
....

i was standing at the powell street BART station waiting for the next train and all of the sudden i became minutely aware of my stillness amidst the chaos around me. i think i smiled a little because it was cool, sort of surreal.

as a visual artist, i want to explore images that express the sentiment i felt that day. i want to evoke that brief moment of clarity when everything else around you is spinning. in addition, these images will be accompanied by words from each person or situation.

what is going on when you pause amidst the chaos?

because we, as a society, are on the brink of a depression, i have a feeling that this project will develop another dimension, beyond the images and beyond the words. many of us have been going going going for so long that we have forgotten how to stop. many of us are reassessing the important things in our lives. what is important in your life?

are you going to stand still for a second or two? are you reassessing?

i want to know.

herein lies the beginning of stillness in chaos. stop by one of my locations to participate, or email me if you are interested in sharing your own experience.