Chicago: And the Search for My Mental Drain-O

this is me getting my tourist on, photographing any thing that i saw that i didnt already have in the town that i already live in.
I have been in a horrble block and in need of serious inspiration for technique and subject.

So i do believe that this trip really did help, or renewed the vigor and vim that i have for art making. I did begin to rely less on what the final productg ought to be, but what process got me there.

Just like the 8 hour drive to chicago. Going into it, i was more focused on what would happen when i got to chicago, and did not attempt to enjoy the process. The trip is often just as inspiring as the destination. Awful cliche, but terribly obvious that its not just by chance that it often is. As people we tend to forget to document the process. We tend to forget to note or acknowledge what got you to where you are. And that is what my focus is for the few pieces in my mind at the moment.

A group of meditations on: time, space, memory, and process. In a very small way these photos document the process or drive that it took to get to chicago, to my illusive inspiration.