If you’ve followed this blog for a while you’ll know I’m not completely talking out of my ass, I am a photographer.

I shoot analog exclusively, almost always with the camera locked down on sticks. In other words, my process is  so slow as to best be termed glacial. (But aren’t glaciers breathtaking?)

The images I’ve made of which I am the most proud have all been collaborations with dear friends. Truth be told: my understanding of photography is entirely rooted in ideas collaborations. I think setting up a camera and saying do this, no more like that is extremely creepy and unsettling. I want your input on frame, blocking and for us to work together to use the mise-en-scene to convey the insinuation of some sort of narrative thread that encapsulates both or notions of what the image is trying to be.

Lately, my friends–my customary pool of potential co-conspirators–are scattered to the winds. And I’m finding myself reduced to a lonely specter roaming the streets of Brooklyn taking postcard snapshots instead of channeling dreams forgotten upon waking onto strips of celluloid.

It’s just not fucking sustainable; thus, as terrified as I am of putting myself out there, another year of not making the sort of work my soul craves will almost certainly kill me.

I have no prerequisites for potential collaborators–except that whatever we make must exist outside of both our respective comfort zones.

If this sounds intriguing or even if you are more curious than dubious, please DM me or send email via wlpw [at] outlook [dot] com.