Wordcloud of the U.S. cities who have experienced the most mass shootings over the last year.
A few weeks back, my mom and dad came to visit Portland for the first time in a while. It is within our tradition to plan activities that are indoors, since their visits are usually accompanied by a dose of shitty Portland weather. When they first arrived, one of the first things that my dad said to me was "Jack, why don't you shoot digital anymore? Everybody misses your photos on the instagram and the facebook." I had to sit back and laugh at my dad's novice level understanding of social media sites and he was surprised to find out I have had a website for three years. I thought about what he said and I had known that I had been slacking on keeping people updated with new work. But if you have read my last few posts, you will understand why this is.
So, to make my dad (and whoever else) happy, I have decided to keep my website updated more consistently. Overall, I think this is an ideal opportunity for me to keep more of a timeline on my work. I also believe that even though I prefer photos to speak for themselves, sometimes words are needed in order to supplement the message I am trying to convey. Better yet, I sometimes just need a place to let my words splatter. After this conversation with my dad, I decided that I would begin planning my next update ahead of time by making photographs of my mom and dad.
My parents have been married for an astounding 25 years. They met in a bank, my dad had a mullet, my mother had a perm, and they were both crazy about each other from day one. My parents have one of the strongest relationships I have ever seen and I hope someday I am able to experience a love half as strong as theirs. I seriously cant thank these two enough for their continued support, goofiness, and love they have filled my 21 years with.
I love these two more than the world itself. Without them, I would have never picked up a camera.
I felt yesterday's update to be a little vague. The photos that I chose to share had a much deeper context than I had described.
The brief summary of how I have felt lately was a mere scratch on the surface. Yes, I do yearn for adventure. Yes, I need to get lost in the sauce for a little bit in a place where I am a stranger.
The reality is, 2017 so far has been a choppy year. From day 1, I knew that this year would be a period of recovery and a never ending wrestling match with my own mental health. Three months in and my hypothesis has been proven. Though, I have been able to accept that things are this way for a reason and they can be dealt with. Aware of the current state of my mental health, I am ready to channel the residual emotions of the past six months in a new way. I want to make this year one in which I can thrive in every part of my life that has been lackluster. Im going to be more confident in my ability to make small talk with strangers. Im going to smile more even if I know it's not what I want to do. Im going to make photographs even though I have no set plans or ideas. Im going to tell the people in my life that I love them more. Im going to be happy.
Now I must formulate my plan, the "How" in this quest for happiness. The answer may be hidden behind 10,000 layers of darkness or it may be hiding in plain sight. Wherever it may be, I want to find it and cherish it. I have been without that friend happiness of mine for far too long.
The photos I have chosen to share today are a collection of the 35mm rolls I have shot so far this year. In each of these photos I remember there being a smile behind them. Whether it be a drunk and merry chuckle, a sarcastic nudge to a friend at breakfast, or a little smirk that I get when I know I captured what I consider a "banger."
Be back soon.