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Jeremy Green “Point Source” 12/7/20

An iron cannonball from the Civil War acts as a sundial on my outdoor table. I can’t imagine what it would be like to be on a field of battle where projectiles like this were randomly hurtling through space intended to maim or kill. I think you’d have to abandon yourself to the forces of chance and fate. Now the object is a peaceful paperweight casting a shadow from the ultimate point source of light.

Jeremy Green “Esquire 1962” 11/27/20

The late 1950’s into the 60’s was a golden era of magazine publishing, and Esquire was an iconic “men’s magazine” that was cool and even a little racy. It was a time when writers, photographers, and Mad Men pushed social boundaries in such slick and weighty monthlies. The mid-century modern world was emerging from the gray post-war straits, and I was emerging from boyhood towards manhood. Perusing a fashion photography book a while ago, I happened upon a Harper’s Bazaar cover from 1959 that inspired me to try shooting a feminine form refracted through a glass of water. Like Bert Stern’s pyramid refracted in a martini glass for a Smirnoff Vodka ad of that era, this image reminded me of those magazines and those times.

Jeremy Green “Tanya Machina” 11/17/20

This is Tanya. Say hi. Tanya is my wife; also she is my biggest fan, best friend, lover, conscience, health authority, therapist, research assistant, weather lady, news filter, hot cup of coffee in the morning, and my muse. She’s beautiful and I love her. She has a great sense of humor, especially about herself. A few nights ago she posed for a portrait for me, and I was going to post it; but to be fair to the fairer sex I thought that I should first open the shot in a retouch program. Alas, I couldn’t get past this initial stage, because there was something I liked about this image. Tanya Machina about to have her face done, even though she doesn’t need it.

Jeremy Green “Bubbluscious” 10/8/20

Think what you like. This image seems to suggest all sorts of things, but it’s just a moment when I was starting to do some dishes. It was too near perfect for me to let it pass.

Jeremy Green “Outward Gaze” 9/28/20

She was standing in the shade looking out into a vast desert landscape, and her hat had a particular warp to it that was personal. It was a lyrical moment that I felt compelled to capture.

Jeremy Green “Momento” 9/18/20

This small totem pole belonged to my late father when he was a boy, and his initials are carved in the bottom of its base in a childlike way. It reminds me that he too was young once.

Jeremy Green “Acai Execution” 9/8/20

Three delicious acai bowls were precariously stacked in my hands. On my way out of the groovy juice place someone slipped by me in the doorway and…damn! Oh well, no biggie. Wait, that’s a perfect splat. I gotta get a picture of that. Looking at it now it has a vertical feel, like it was thrown against a wall or stood up and executed.

Jeremy Green “Gunsmoke” 8/19/20

This shot is a self-portrait of sorts. I wanted to practice controlling my Nikon camera remotely with an app on my iPhone, so I decided to shoot a still life of my boot with the woodpile as a backdrop. In thinking of how to rig up the jeans with the boot, it just got faster and easier to step in the scene for real. Adjusting the camera settings, focusing, and shooting were done with the phone app, which was kind of a thrill. The sunlight streaming in was nice and things were going so well, so I decided to blow in some cigar smoke to add atmosphere. If you’re wondering where my left leg was during all this, I was standing firmly on the ground with both feet. It was a lot of fun.

Jeremy Green “Wild Life” 08/09/20

Wearing a suit is required at weddings and funerals in my world. Tailoring the rest of my wild life to be free of that requirement has been successful for the most part. When I don a suit I feel out of place, juxtaposed, and strange, like I’m wearing a mask. While smoking a cigar at the edge of a verdant Pennsylvania woodland at just such an occasion, I spied a nearby tree stump, and the idea for this image took root to describe my out-of-self predicament. By standing on top the stump I could become ungrounded. I gave my Sony pocket camera to a stranger and politely directed them in how to oblige me with executing the shot, so technically this self portrait is not mine alone.