Dinner Date - July 16, 2012

Sloane

Maria and Sloane

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Summer begins

Updated website

I made some photographs in upstate New York and Connecticut recently and realized they are part of the work I started in Connecticut in 2010, continued in Europe last year and now am back in Connecticut. Sometimes it takes a while to see the threads that connect the dots. Today I updated my website to reflect the larger scope of the project.

Newburgh, NY

Newburgh, NY

Fairfield, CT

BASHO/CAR WASH

Silent a while in a cave,
I watched a waterfall,
For the first of
The summer observances.

- Basho (1644-1694)
(from The Narrow Road to the North and Other Travel Sketches)
BASHO/CAR WASH from Ellen Warfield on Vimeo.

TWISTED, a new book

bye summer, see you next year

I've been in hot weather since May. Portugal was like the surface of the sun from day 1. I am so ready for scarves and hats and boots and....wait, what? It says it will be 80 on Sunday. Seriously? I guess I may regret my words when I snowed in with a dwindling supply of Bulleit. These pictures are from August at my papa's house party in Connecticut.

Ken

Julianne

Kim

Age is beauty

Another portrait from a recent trip to Stonington to visit my friends. This lovely man made me miss my grandfather exceedingly. I think he is about 95.

3 ladies

I had a shoot last week in Stonington, Connecticut with a friend whose father is writing a book about exercise over the age of 65. These ladies made my day.
This lady, Betty Jean, will be 96 in November

Mount Snow, Connecticut

In the suburbs, big trucks haul snow they don't know what to do with to random parking lots and parks, like the one across the street from my Dad's house. It is starting to melt now but Dad pointed out that with the fresh snow wind-swept atop the mass of dirty snow it looks like the Himalayas. As if we were in a plane looking down.

Maria

manifest

The Manifestation

Many arrivals make us live: the tree becoming
Green, a bird tipping the topmost bough,
A seed pushing itself beyond itself,
The mole making its way through darkest ground,
The worm, intrepid scholar of the soil—
Do these analogies perplex? A sky with clouds,
The motion of the moon, and waves at play,
A sea-wind pausing in a summer tree.

What does what it should do needs nothing more.
The body moves, though slowly, toward desire.
We come to something without knowing why.

- Theodore Roethke

proud yankee Rooster

fall day, perfect fall day

Baptiste swinging in a tree.

Baptiste Ibar's studio

see his work here. I'm a fan.

Storm

this was from a few weeks ago in Wallingford, right before a downpour. I love rain and storms. I wish I could follow the storms around, but it is kind of difficult with a 4x5.

the deeper you go...

The farther I look with my camera at this town, Wallingford, the more it gives me. This makes me think the same idea can be applied many places, to many things, the deeper you look, the deeper it gets, so to speak. A town is a town is a town. Like I will always see New York through much different eyes than folks who moved here as an adult. I think of the Upper West Side as a suburb. And there must be people in Wallingford, Connecticut who feel the same deep inside relief when the see their exit on the highway and pull into town, as I feel when I see the Empire State Building. New York to me is the ultimate comfort, I know it like a sleepwalker, I don't flinch at it's screams and screeches in the night.

Sam

Wet

captured on film: ghost in Wallingford, Connecticut

Wallingford: down Route 5

June 16, 2010