Styling by Jaclyn Bethany (all clothing from Audrey Grace Boutique)
Hair and makeup by Caroline Baribeau
Assisted by Jessica Olm
Model is Shauna @Major
New York became even more alive in June it felt like- there was a place/party for me to be every day and everyone was celebrating the new season in my neighborhood. I rode my bike around all over and I got caught up in a few things that maybe I shouldn't have and that confused me, I'm usually so good at being in control of knowing what to do with people because I don't think about it. I spent most of the evenings avoiding things/people too much and it all left a bad feeling inside. I stayed up until and past the sunrise too many times. Half-way through the month I flew to LA to start a West Coast road trip with three friends. I stayed in a house that was empty and decorated with cacti everywhere, every day was different and is blended together. Every morning I walked to the same coffee place and sat outside on the patio under the umbrellas, drove everywhere, went to the beach and swam in the ocean for the first time, drove through Hollywood blasting music. Drove up to Santa Barbara, the back half of the house overlooked the ocean, I slept on the floor in between the little fleece blankets I stole from the airplane like it was a good idea, ate real meals at a home for the first time in a long time. Took the scenic route to San Fransisco and stayed in a home the was on the side of hills, I saw lizards in the backyard in the morning time. Took the train into the city every morning. The entire time I was meeting up with old and new mostly-photographer friends and it just feels very nice. My mind functions very differently when I am never alone. I wish I could write this out better I missed everything trying to put it down in words. I already miss every separate piece of June.
Set design by me
Styling by Jaclyn Bethany
Makeup by Caroline Baribeau
Hair by Frankie Endersbee
Models are Gabrielle at Major, Natalie at Major, Olga at major, and Henrietta at NEXT
i shot some pretty editorials and ripped off flowers from the trees and am restless and self destructive and i like looking at art and walking around and am thinking more and more and more often in repeating loops
An Editorial for PHOENIX Magazine Set Design by Me Styling by Jaclyn Bethany Hair and Makeup by Ellen Guhin and Kristy Strate Assisted by Kristina Uriegas-Reyes and Eileen Aurelia Los Angeles Fashion Coordination by Anne-Marie Mueschke Models are Isabella at One, Inga at ELITE, Brynja at NEXT, Avalon at IMG, and Clara at Trump
An editorial for Coco Magazine
Styling by Jaclyn Bethany
Hair and makeup by Ellen Guhin
Location is Mark Morris
Models are Melise @ Muse, Ira @ Muse, Caitlin @ Muse, Avery @ Next, Kasia @ Major, Jessica @ Women
Set design by me
Styling by Jaclyn Bethany
Hair and Makeup by Caroline Baribeau and Lauren Fillip
Models are Kate at Muse, Brynja at Next, Allie at Next
I moved into a new loft in Brooklyn with little nooks everywhere to fall asleep in and read or to find empty wine bottles in the next morning. I drink my first cup of coffee on my huge roof. I’m not sure what happened but I didn’t shoot nearly enough this month. I spent afternoons moping around because when I don’t have 10 shoots to work on waiting at my computer I don’t know what to do with myself. I kept doing this thing where I wouldn’t sleep for 30 or 40 hours and then pass out for 15-20. Also have been feeling very disconnected and undistracted and uncreative. I don’t feel like I have to have a direction, I want to think and create and have time to develop my thoughts or whatever but floating around directionless is very tiring. Not doing anything tiring is very tiring. I’ve found a library in West Village to study my self-made curriculum. I wish that my stairwell was a nicer place to spend time at in the middle of the night.
i didn’t take very many photographs.. i don’t understand the passing of time i guess i lost track. the beginning of the month i spent being sad about being mean. i was also looking for a new home a lot of the time and got to look into apartments/lives and met so many people that i would’ve never gotten to know without craiglist. went to art gallery openings and lay in bed after i woke up replaying my dreams. too many nights i can’t remember how i got home. i do remember vividly some things though: sitting on the subway after a shoot flipping through polaroids and falling in love with photography more than ever, one night hanging out with people and not being able to help curling up on the hardwood floor, walking through the city being very aware of the people around me for a few days, staring blankly at nothing in cafes for the majority of the day, passing the house where ‘a tree grows in brooklyn’ was written, running through my neighborhood after the snowstorm, going to the upper west side to find one specific book and how pretty the fog and the puddles on the ground were, walking down the boardwalk of coney island alone in the sun, playing board games on my bedroom floor with the window open, a blue-haired boy threatening to me that he’d commit suicide, packing up everything i own into little white bags. most days i felt like i was seeing how much i could consistently surround myself with friends. everyone is much too nice to me. i’m going to miss being able to see the manhattan skyline from my bedroom window. i think i said “everything is happening right now at once” every day.
back in new york city. i never know what day it is now. i had a lot of sleepovers, and also think i slept more than i was awake. almost all of the photo projects i shot this month were new. i haven't worked as hard as i was convinced that i would. i really love the people in my life and i'm going to try to be more present.