Robin Michals

Our Neighborhood | Our Neighborhood juxtaposes sites of daily life with the infrastructure of industrial production or as Jedediah Britton-Purdy writing recently in the NYT has called it, “ the technological exoskeleton for the species.” If you live near a factory or refinery, you hear it, you smell it, you know in your min it is dangerous but you accept all that because either you have no choice or it is your best choice. Either your grandfather built the house when he immigrated from Mexico or this neighborhood is actually better than some others you can afford. You are resigned to the dangers that threaten your future in exchange for having a roof over your head right now.

We all live in that house, that neighborhood. The Intergovernmental Panel on Climate Change issued a report last fall stating that the global temperature will rise 2.7 degrees Fahrenheit over pre-industrial levels by 2040, causing calamitous worldwide damage. The need to reduce CO2 emissions is on a direct collision course with the oil and gas industry which due to hydraulic fracturing is currently expanding. Our grandfathers built this house and really there is no where else to go. We are resigned to what the future brings. We feel grief for what is coming and what has been lost. There is now is a term for this: solastagia. www.e-arcades.com

Amandine Freyd

Les Mains Negatives | The negative hands of today are the same as in the past. The hot season is a cave whose walls call the origin. Wild life a wild life accommodated by the impression of the pickings and the inventory of the gestures.

The treasure hunt.

This enigma of summer that keeps coming back, but never resolves. Keep fragile memories, light leaves, flowers, thorns and others. The imperturbable heat that floats between black snakes and coffee cups.

Laboratory of the sun.

Ritual of the summer. amandinefreyd.wixsite.com

Camille Carbonaro

Appelez-moi Victoria | Appelez-moi Victoria is a visual archaeology that explores elements of memory, genealogy and exile. The project raises the more general questions on the above, taking the Italian immigration in France and its impact as a starting point. Camille Carbonaro addresses issues on self definition, the discovery of one’s own roots and indeed one’s own generational journey and what is meant by historical memory. She balances between reality and fiction between research and personal quest, on psychic and mystical levels, concerning her origins.

Camille Carbonaro creates a composition of elements assembled from children immigrants’ stories while exploring her own memories evaporated in time. Inspired by the theories of Alejandro Jodorowsky on psycho-genealogy and psycho-magic, she investigates out of focus and forgotten aspects of her family history. Appelez-moi Victoria is a hymn to tales and to roots, striped of patriotism and nationalism, which underlines issues of immigration, a rather sensitive and time relevant subject.

This project is about emotional legacy; it’s about a ritual passage which has left its signs, its marks, for future generations to witness but never live again.

Why abandon our roots on the border?

Children of exile, what will be our heritage?

This project is carried out as part of the Residence 1+2 Photography Sciences in Toulouse in 2018 and was published by Filigranes Editions in the collective book box L’Origine Manquante. https://camillecarbonaro.com/

Marian Crostic

SEA CHANGE | “The real voyage of discovery, “ says Marcel Proust, “consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.” His quote best summarizes my journey on the beaches of Venice, California.

This collection of work started with documenting my daily morning walks and what developed surprised me. When I began reviewing the images, a new story emerged. It was as if the beach, the horizons, and the water were telling me the story of my life.

Sea Change is an abstract vision of the water’s edge connecting liquid and solid. Soft in nature with emphasis on the graphic and non-linear patterns found in nature.

Haunting and meditative the series has taught me the importance of seeing ones own environment with a present, reflective and introspective eye.

The Sea | Sand | Salt series consists of 3 bodies of work all focusing on a different aspect of Venice Beach.

This work has been a life lesson for me in terms of how I see and interact with the world around me. www.mariancrostic.com

Dale Rothenberg

Flags of Convenience | Flags of Convenience is a photo-essay on cruise ships, from the perspective of the crew. It explores the historical develop-ment of labor practices that allow for the modern cruise industry to thrive and expand, and the consequences of these laws on an international workforce.

I worked on this project for four years as a crew member on various cruise ships around the world. It is something between a love letter and a scathing critique; it is partially documentary and partially political. It weaves together exerpts on Oriental-ism, crew amenities, and canal sizes; it draws focus to the immense growth of the physical size and actual amount of cruise ships to be produced in the coming years. www.dalerothenberg.com

Anna Ogier-Bloomer

Family Pictures | My work centers around the notion of voyeurism within American culture and contemporary family histories seen through the lives of my own family. By exposing our private, unsightly, and painful moments to the viewer, I allow passage into our experiences as a way to connect to the viewer’s own family life. The American obsession with an idealized view of family evokes fascination with the private and painful dysfunctions which make that ideal unattainable.


I grew up in Cincinnati, Ohio, a few minutes’ drive from the northern border of Kentucky. There is no single ordinary American domestic life, and my own family is complicated—a sometimes toxic mix of staunch liberals and conservatives, working-class and upper-middle class. My father, the doctor, never quite mixed with my mother’s working-class family. My mother, the matriarch holding the family together, faced a shattering betrayal later in life that revealed a marriage built on lies. My sister struggles as the youngest child to find her way, her true self. My grandfather carries a gun on his body at all times, reveling in his right to concealed carry.

These images do not speak for a universal family; they are an example of the many ways the family unit is defined. My work plays into our cultural need to uncover others‘ private lives. Going beyond the basic voyeuristic nature of photography, these images reveal the stories we all keep behind drawn curtains and closed doors. By accompanying my images with text, I bring the audience closer to a personal story. In following my subjects as I have for years, and will for years to come, I am able to create an ongoing narrative that combines the reality of my family’s struggles and existence with my own perception of that reality. www.annaogierbloomer.com

Michael Snyder

Darksome | The Scottish Highlands have a power to capture the imagination in a way that few places on this planet can.  Perched on the craggy edge of the North Atlantic, the Highlands instantly conjure up images of rocky precipices, lonely lochs, and rainswept moors.  And indeed, their reputation as one of the world’s great epicenters of gray and gloom is well earned.  Fort William, the largest town in the Western Highlands gets just over 1,000 hours of sunlight per year. 

By comparison, that is less than half of the annual sunlight hours of America’s most famous capital of rain, Seattle.  Further north than Siberia’s frozen Lake Baikal, windier than the steppe of Mongolia, wetter than London, and more sparsely populated than anywhere in mainland Europe, the Highlands are a destination for those who seek the solace of lonely spaces.  I lived in Scotland for four years and took many journeys to the Highlands, including a solo circumnavigation of the Scottish coastline by bike.  Darksome is an exploration of these spaces and a love letter to the quiet beauty of desolation and dismal wet.

 "This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollrock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the lake falls home.

What would the world be, once bereft
Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left,
O let them be left, wildness and wet;
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet." from Inversnaid by Gerard Manley Hopkins www.michaelosnyder.com

James Kuan

POTENTIAL SPACE | In human anatomy, “potential space” is the tension-heavy void between two adjacent surfaces pressing up against each other. In my own life, a similarly complicated space exists between my identity as an introvert, and my perceived need to be an  extrovert.

I created this series to represent my continued balancing of self-erasure and self-exposure.

As a surgeon, I cut, repair and reconstruct. Over the past few years, I’ve adopted a similar practice with my photography, incorporating collage, layering and abstraction to activate surface as a metaphor for absence and embodiment. www.jameskuanphoto.com

Sasha Bauer

Matryoshka Dolls | I have asked my mother to tell me about the similarities and differences she sees in me, her and my grandmother. I have learnt a lot about three of us from what she told me. When I have matched mother’s comments to the photos of our ways of life I have suddenly realised that my project turned into a search for similarities and differences, and that it is not so much about the answer, but about the search itself. 

It is hard to say now why I have chosen to photographically present the story about my grandmother, mother and myself. I live away from my family and despite of our regular and warm communication, at some point I stopped feeling the connection with them. I started noticing that my life is quite different from the ones of my mother and grandmother. But then I remembered that there is at least one thing we have in common: all three of us left our parent’s home at about the same age. 

My grandmother lives in the remote village that my mother left for a new life in the city. My mother lives in the small city that I left for a different life in the big city. Both my mother’s and grandmother’s husbands passed away untimely and their children grew up and left. 

Most of us have fears of repeating the life of our parents. We don’t want to be like them. I felt some sort of an excitement when I saw how much my mother and grandmother have in common. Then I got really interested in how honest I can be with myself when I compare my life to theirs… 

Since this project turned out to be very personal it became hard for me to have a logical analysis over the photographed material. For this reason I asked other people to give me a feedback on what they see in this work: 

You are everywhere there. It looks like you looking for your own traits in those people — in your mother and grandmother — to be exact, you are looking for what actually connects you all. Also I see the story of life repeating itself. The lives of three women in one family are similar and you all have a lot in common. © Ilya

Me: Are you afraid to be like mum? Sister: I guess, I am. I started noticing that I act like mum sometimes, and it scared me. But then I realised that we are family and it is just inevitable. We are different at some things and similar at others — and it is normal.

This is about you through the prism of our family history. © Mother 

I enjoy looking at these photographs. Just like you, I have a strong emotional connection with each picture. I saw all that many times and it is still very interesting. These photos give me a chance to take a detached view: to look at things with stranger’s eyes. © Sister Me: Here is the auto portrait and plates Yana (tutor): Good. Otherwise there was not much of you. Me: There is a lot of me. This is all me. Yana (tutor): Yes, yes. But only you and I know about it. sashabauer.com/en

Bootsy Holler

WITHOUT WORDS grounded in nature | Without Words is a visceral and subconscious way back to the self through nature.  Unable to articulate my personal struggle, these images bring visibility to my feelings of vulnerability, fear, and truth. These are moments manifested from my psyche, disembodied from my day to day existence. 

The spark for this series came from an illuminating moment in Savannah when I found myself alone in the humid night air. I walked to the railing of the deck and looked out to see my body face down in the pool below.  I didn’t know it then, but the feeling of detachment, and the  experience in that moment would follow me through the next few years.

Nature, in its complexity, its sense of survival, and its inherent beauty, helped me return back to my body. When I dug into the earth, felt the sea and the wind, and connected to the essence of myself, I found a way back home.  www.bootsyholler.com

Kristine Heykants

Heykants – American Beauty | It was the summer of 1993 and I had just returned to the US after living overseas for two years. I landed in Iowa and was studying photography. Roaming back-country roads in search of subjects that resonated with my new-found outsider’s perspective on my homeland, I was also exploring ideas about the value of women.

After happening upon a circus performance, I was attracted to the county fair and rodeo queen pageants that populate in the rural countryside in summer. They distilled my personal sense of indoctrination for consumption by the male gaze, and I could identify with a desire for validation.

At the time, I was looking at Diane Arbus’ iconoclastic portraits that revealed the humanity and frailty of her subjects. In this vein, American Beauty documents popular events at the intersection of women and the judgement of beauty. kristineheykants.com

Wong Wei-him

’Hong Kong, somewhere in-between’ | captures the insignificant parts of my city, and the arrangement of things that remind us both the unpredictability and imperfection of life. Being an architect, my work shapes how people work and live, but this is just the very beginning. In time, the city and the citizens evolve what architects and designers have created in forms of addition or subtraction. Most of these changes are unaesthetic, sometimes unintentional and most of the time unforeseeable.

I am interested in these phenomenon. Photography allows me to record these changes over time. It is an art form about observation of our society. www.wongweihim.com

Sharon Zobali

I was born and raised in New York to a multicultural family. My American mother’s family originates from the Ukraine, while my father’s family is native to the Middle East. Being multicultural, I never felt like I belonged to any specific place or had a home.

I moved to Israel when I was eighteen to be closer to my father’s side of the family. My father’s family originates from Yemen, but dreamt of a new and better life in the Holy Land. They eventually left and walked by foot from Yemen through the desert to the Ottoman Empire, now the State of Israel. On the way to the Ottoman Empire, my family settled for a short time in Alexandria, Egypt, where my grandfather was later born.

While I was studying photography at Bezalel the Academy of Art and Design in Jerusalem, I decided to travel to Egypt to learn more about the history of the country and to see where my family once lived. The photographs, shot on a vintage 120mm Hasselblad camera, capture modern day Egypt. My series on Egypt not only captures the beauty of the diverse life in Cairo and Alexandria, but the steps of my family’s history. www.sharonzobali.com

Valentin Sidorenko

Roots of the heart grow together | My family had always been a whole thing – relatives from my mother’s and father’s sides had gathered for weddings, birthday and New Year parties. That bond was beginning to break when I was born, in the middle of the 90s. Family members died before I could get to know them, talk to them, love them. Years later I started meeting them separately via our family photo archive. Thus my family roots research has begun. 

Steve Braun

NONE OF US / KEINER VON UNS | The term home has repeatedly been the subject of ambitious photographical examination. What is home to us? Who actually is „us“? Is it even possible to answer this question collectively? Possibly not because the key to the understanding of this word primarily depends on the personal,the individual and biographical experience.

Dasha Raiskaya

Fisherman’s Daughter | SOMEWHERE there IS MY BIG FISH.In fishermen it’s like this: it’s better to go fishing alone. Immerse yourself in the process. In silence. Without being distracted by extraneous sounds. Focus and imagine that you are pulling out a big fish.“Somewhere there is your big fish!” - said my dad, since childhood hardening me to go towards my goal.We had a difficult relationship. We are like two fish: trying to say something to each other, but do not understand each other.

Through this project, in silence, I try to focus and understand my dad. I am conducting a fictional dialogue with him. Through his favorite hobby, through places where a person is left alone with himself and the world around him.

In this project, intertwined stories of sensations from different places. The story of the city on the water and life on the island. About the country at the other end of the world, where the salty ocean and fishing camps are. About my house, where I, being a little girl, first saw the morning mist on the water and how my dad fishes. About other places where I will be and there will also be a lot of water. It seems to me, wherever I am, I will always feel this invisible connection with my dad. As if silence would say more than a thousands of words. www.dasharaiskaya.ru

Melissa Lynn

American Mosaic | My American Mosaic portrait series celebrates America’s rich multicultural heritage and traditions. The ‘melting pot’ metaphor is being replaced by new metaphors like ‘mosaic’ which suggest an integration that blends yet preserves each culture’s unique qualities rather than promoting one homogenous culture. The photographs illustrate the beauty of a diverse society and explore identity and self-expression.

I have attended many multicultural celebrations and festivals in Colorado over the last five years to find the individuals in this series, all of whom are proudly wearing their own traditional dress. It has been an amazing photographic journey that has enabled me to meet so many remarkable people whose ancestry spans the globe.

My goals for the project are to help preserve ancient traditions passed down through the generations and to encourage cross-cultural understanding, intercultural dialogue, and harmony. www.melissalynnphoto.com

Whitney Bradshaw

Slow Release | Slow Release, is a document of a fleeting moment of major transition, one which ends as our daughters, in the act of becoming and forming their own identities, prepare to move out into the world on their own. I chose to embark on this project when my daughter, Ruby, turned 13 and I was 46. That year seemed to mark the beginning of one of the most pivotal periods in our relationship and in our own separate and personal development. We found ourselves simultaneously traveling through adolescence and peri-menopause; both major biological shifts heavily weighted and prescribed by society as notoriously difficult. So fraught are they that even before we have fully experienced them we fear and perhaps even dread them. I wanted to document this journey, in part to be able to hold onto us, our togetherness and in part to picture the complicated nature of mother-daughter relationships, while questioning the negative socially constructed narrative. The resulting images of Ruby and our community of mothers and daughters of the same age, push against the dominant narrative.

Jim Ferguson

The Harmony Series | In New Orleans jazz many layers of music and instruments come together in harmony creating something much more compelling than its individual parts.  That’s exactly my goal in my new series which I’ve named “Harmony”.  Done in-camera, the disparate elements in the image and multiple layers unite becoming visually and compellingly complex.

Music as a metaphor works for me.  I see my individual images as combining visual elements in harmony.  Each image is like a different songs with my visual playlist of images growing in new ways as I continue on my creative journey. 

I have the same philosophy about photography as Alex Webb.  Webb believes that “photography is a creative journey, one that’s intuitive rather than rational, spontaneous rather than preconceived.”  Shooting intuitively, exploring and discovering, I wait until a scene raises its hand and warrants a pause.  I see the world as my visual playground. 

​Having been born cross-eyed, corrective surgery left me with no depth perception.  I’ve taken this handicap and turned it into an advantage.  Since my vision is different than my viewers, I want the images to spark the viewers own relationship with the photograph.