Clare Graham and Bob Breen own a warehouse filled with odds and ends. It’s part gallery space, part living muse called MorYork on York Boulevard. Graham is a craftsman who creates intricate installation pieces with reclaimed materials and though the materials may often appear simple, like a bundle of rope, the end product is complex. I had the fortune of photographing the Highland Park space as part of Graham’s solo show at the Craft and Folk Art Museum. I visited the space three times try and capture what makes the gallery so unique. It’s a visual overload, the type of setting that H.P. Lovecraft would have had a cup of tea. Nothing compares to actually visiting MorYork. There’s a book now with my name on the cover. It’s 92 pages long with images. These are some of the images you will find in said book. There’s a picture of me too, but it’s out of focus. Very Blonde on Blonde.
Garvanza Skate Park – Benefit skate contest held in honor of Carlos “Ekeh” Arellano who was murdered the previous month in Echo Park. A group assaulted Arellano and when he refused to give up his skateboard he was stabbed to death. All proceeds from the skate contest went to the Arellano family. To this date no arrests have been made in his murder. Continue reading
Summer 2013 - Images from University of California Press textbook “Paradise Transplanted: Migration and the Making of California Gardens” by Pierrette Hondagneu-Sotelo. This assignment took me throughout the San Gabriel Valley for a good three weeks, chasing down gardeners. So much so that I was having a knee-jerk reaction when I would see a pickup truck and follow it down side streets in Alhambra, San Gabriel, Arcadia, and Temple City where the homes were large, and somewhat boisterous with their green lawns. It’s a funny juxtaposition with California in the center of this drought and green yards taking on this wasteful, extravagant nature. Continue reading
A few times I was asked to leave residences by nosy neighbors. The gardeners were a bit reluctant at first. My Spanish isn’t great and I was asking to not only take their picture, but also to have them sign release forms so their pictures could appear in this book. The ones who did say yes were incredibly accommodating, though most of them wanted to pose or lean on one leg to appear like some type of hero. It’s a grueling job that’s somehow been relegated to a select few to upkeep the California dream of a home with a garden.