Saturday, November 17, 2012

It's been about a year since Steele and I started an Instagram account. (I started it on his phone, and eventually he started using it also.) I think I might get a bit cheesy when I talk about why this silly image application has ended up affecting our lives so much, but, it's true. Instagram is stress-free. No one cares if you post a really silly picture. Instagram does not require the use of a big bulky camera. You take more pictures that you otherwise would. (The phone is always in Steele's pocket, a short grab away.) It's not advised that you take yourself too seriously with Instagram. Yes, you may apply colored filters to your images. Yes, you will be seduced by the filters. Yes, you might put a blur effect on your images. You might be seduced by that too.

I've said it before and I'll say it again, there's just something so accessible about this media. It's an instinctual method of working. You take an image before worrying about what it means, why you wanted it. And somehow that lends the most real things, sometimes. It reminds me of 35mm film. No pressure. Just shooting.

So many images from the past year wouldn't exist without Instagram. I pulled a bunch that I love, things that I want to keep forever.

Left: A moment I snapped at a picnic, on my way to grab something far away, I don't know why I didn't have my camera with me, but I had Steele's phone in my pocket, saw something that caught me and snatched it. Right: Rain on Steele's windshield before getting out of the car, wormhole.

Left: Steele's old bed first thing in the morning, the view into his neighbors driveway. Morning time is prime time for Instagram, as I almost never have my camera near me. Right: The light switch in my old bedroom. A homage to the time I spent there.

Left: The very finest saw dust on my leg, my shorts acted as a block and I noticed it and found it interesting. Right: My fried egg. Absolutely one of my favorite little "series" (I say series lightly because there isn't much intentionality behind it.) is our kitchen table, documenting meals. 

Left: A building by Newspace, Steele had picked me up and always love how this building looks at dusk but hardly ever capture it. Right: Ali in the painting studio, one of my favorite photographs, and definitely something that wouldn't have been spurred by anything other than the iPhone in my hand.

Left: A drawing of Steele on the first day of summer, we were sitting out in his front yard with some paper and pens, no camera. Right: A cup of cider that I brought in the car, I was holding it in my lap and noticed how the light caught and wanted to capture it. (I did photograph this with my big boy camera as well, I wanted a higher res version, but there's something about this one I couldn't replicate.)

Left: The crumb plates from my birthday morning croissants, another kitchen table photograph. Right: My studio photographed right after before I left for the day. Impulsively shot and somehow very much loved, ideas spreading out.

(You can follow Steele and I @steele_brittany )


  1. Just to let you know that one of your pictures is being used without credit

    There was no other way of letting you know so just
    delete when no longer needed :)

    1. Hey, thanks for the shout about that. I've pretty much given up hope of ever getting all my photos on Tumblr credited... There's really no way, on that photo alone all of the people who reblogged would be reblogging without credit and it would be a job entirely to go to each and every one asking them to remove it.

      Thanks for letting me know though.


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