Earlier this summer, I had the privilege of returning to Faith Builders, a small Anabaptist college near Meadville, Pennsylvania. I’d visited once before in March, when several VisCom students and I participated in “The Story Next Door,” a multimedia workshop focused on documenting the Meadville community. When I visited Faith… Continue reading.
Last week was Spring Break, and I spent part of mine helping out with a photojournalism workshop and conference at Allegheny College in Meadville, Pa., along with several other VisCom students. The workshop/conference, called “The Story Next Door,” involved going out into the community for an entire day and documenting… Continue reading.
During my recent trip home to Southern California, I revisited some of the places I used to love going to as a child, including Lake Arrowhead in the San Bernardino Mountains, and Calico Ghost Town, an old silver mining area-turned tourist trap just outside of Barstow. While these places had… Continue reading.
Every time I come back to California, I try to make a trip out to the Salton Sea, an accidental desert lake that has become increasingly toxic as a result of agricultural runoff. This winter marked my third trip to the area. The Sea is a place full of natural… Continue reading.
This past semester at OU, I took “Magazine,” the capstone course in the graduate photojournalism curriculum. In this course, all of my classmates and I got to create our own magazines – from start to finish. The intensive process included several weeks of research/pre-production and a 10-day shoot period, followed… Continue reading.
I recently spent several days in Arizona at the Asatru Alliance’s annual Yule Festival. It was my third time attending and photographing “Yule Fest,” a weekend of camping and spiritual festivities next to Lake Roosevelt in the Tonto National Forest. About 20 heathens – Americans who believe in the Old… Continue reading.
My work in different cultural and religious communities over the years has introduced me to many interesting, wonderful people. I recently realized, however, that I seldom take their portraits. While I haven’t consciously avoided portrait photography, I do think there is something about it – about the direct, intimate connection… Continue reading.
During my first year in Ohio, I stumbled across the town of Cheshire, located along the Ohio River. Actually, it would probably be more accurate to say I stumbled upon the Gavin and Kyger Creek Power Plants, which tower over Cheshire and the few homes that remain there after a… Continue reading.