Churchill

I finished off a week of quasi-celebration and work late last night out on our mini-patio, watching the clouds sweep between the stars and alternately taking long pulls on (several) glasses of "Extra Old" Barbadan rum and a nice Romeo y Julieta Cuban. I'm not sure I really deserved such a divine finish, but I was feeling good after transmitting the final shoot of a portrait series of Miami art collectors that I shot for Lufthansa Exclusive.

It was a great assignment and the collectors were cool to meet and work with, but the real pleasure was just having the access to wander around their giant collections filled with some of my favorite artists. The Marguilles Warehouse (which houses Marty Marguilles' insanely rich holdings of sculpture, installations, and photography) was a particular high point of the week, as the warehouse is way under construction currently as they set up their fall sculpture exhibit, and there was a magical chaos to the art placed this way and that, which felt almost more honest than the pretension and sterility that we normally see art presented in (backed into corners and surrounded by asshats holding plastic cups filled with white wine). Even though the warehouse is only blocks from our former loft, it was my first trip and I can't wait to get back again soon.

I'm hoping to get a ton done this week towards stepping out on my own and moving forward. As per my usual fair warning: I'll be sending out the Sept. edition of JLPFL's newsletter this week. Please sign up here if you are interested! As upcoming will be some tweaking to my website, adding new work and reorganizing, as well as a new print promo coming to an office near you soon.

The 4 collector shoots ended up being very flash-heavy in a way that was fun and interesting to produce. I was able to create some really nice frames (though I certainly had it easy as far as locations go), and it felt really solid to put in that practice in a craft vs. art way. I prefer keeping photography on the job level, and not elevating it to some elusive "art" classification. And when you are sweating your ass off after a 6 or 7 set-up shoot in the Miami summer, art certainly doesn't seem to fit either.

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