Wow…. it’s been a while since I last posted. Since then, a lot of things have happened….
I got married
I went to New Zealand for the first time
My car got stolen…. then I replaced it with an even more awesome car!*
I shot a lot more black and white film
I changed roles at work
Kodak filed for bankruptcy…..
the list goes on. But during all this, I haven’t stopped looking and thinking and feeding my brain with photography. I’m hoping to do a lot more thinking, feeding, and possibly writing about pictures, after all, it is what I do all day at work and in my own time. Pictures, pictures, pictures!!
I come across the work of really talented photographers all the time, but it is only a small percentage whose work really tugs at your creative core and gives you a pang in the gut like you’ve just been hit by a bolt of inspiration…. or sometimes it’s jealousy. Why can’t I make work that is as seemingly free and visceral as this?
Patrick Madigan uses the landscape to tell stories. Stories that resonate with a childhood imagination. Stories that are dark, foreboding and a little bit sad. His images in the Following Footprints series are deeply textural and the tones hint at photos from times past. I’m not sure if this is his intent, but there is always a sense of mystique to historical photos, and this patina suits the anonymous landscapes he shoots.
































