apocalypses

So I kind of made a decision to go back to an idea that I pushed aside last year when things kind of got out of hand. Somehow the word "post-apocalyptic" got attached to my work when I started thinking of a narrative to drive the photographs. I think it's kind of a trendy and clutch word to describe a landscape that isn't right now and that's void of humanity. The photos up in this post are from the southern California fires in October; if my photos were apocalyptic or post-apocalyptic, I think they would look a little more like this:




So, when and what is really happening in my photographs? Well, They exist somewhere in the past and are actually more autobiographical than anything else. The figures (myself) are using narratives about exploration, youth, and violence (to a point) in hope of starting to critique certain traits of masculinity that are present in American culture. I'm thinking that by talking about it this way it'll help me get out of this little rut I'm in.