Valley Forge, PA

Sarah Moore, 2011

Some Seam

Found these in an amazing old print/photo/book shop here in Philly. I love how, despite the age of these photos, they resemble images I've seen and made of my friends. Maybe nothing really changes.

Expanse by Sarah Moore, at Cafe Lift

Here are a view shots (unedited and rather crappy) of my show at Cafe Lift. I didn't get any of the actual opening, so if anyone has photos from that night, let me know! It was a complete blast, and I thank all my friends and all the strangers who came out to support!

Show in Philly!

"The Unreasonable Apple"

Excellent essay.

Read it.

Please.

120

I finally got some film developed from the past year and a half. I forgot how exciting film is, how beautiful my camera operates.

Here are some pretty low quality, quick scans of some of my favorites:

"I love intimacy, and accept that concealment springs from it, some partition of the heart closing as it opens up."

Sarah Moore 2011

Quote from Stephen Dunn's poem, Loves. Beautiful.

Women as Photographer Exhibit

The opening for Women as Photographer exhibit at the Minneapolis Photo Center was wonderful. Over 600 people were there, my photo looked gorgeous, and the music and food were wonderful. The photos in the show were also lovely, and I feel honored to be part of such a great show. It's up until April 17th, and definitely worth checking out if you're in the greater Minneapolis area.

3/9/2011, 3:03 a.m.

How to Be Happy:
Another Memo to Myself

You start with your own body
then move outward, but not too far.
Never try to please a city, for example.
Nor will the easy intimacy
in small towns ever satisfy that need
you have only whispered in the dark.
A woman is a beginning.
She need not be pretty, but must know
how to make her own ceilings
out of all that's beautiful in her.
Together you must love to exchange
gifts in the night, and agree
on the superfluity of ribbons,
the fine violence of breaking out
of yourselves. No matter,
it's doubtful she will be enough for you,
or you for her. You must have friends
of both sexes. When you get together
you must feel everyone has brought
his fierce privacy with him
and is ready to share it. Prepare
yourself though to keep something back;
there's a center in you
you are simply a comedian
without. Beyond this, it's advisable
to have a skill. Learn how to make something:
food, a shoe box, a good day.
Remember, finally, there are few pleasures
that aren't as local as your fingertips.
Never go to Europe for a cathedral.
In large groups, create a corner
in the middle of a room.


-Stephen Dunn

Sarah Moore 2010

Okay. If I could have a photo that, in my mind and vision, perfectly represented my South Dakota portraits, this would be the one. I could write a short essay on this, if you're interested.

"...surrounded by a vast nothing that's alive."

A few new images on my website. More to come.

February

What I'm dreaming/remembering/wishing for. Take me there, please.

Woman As Photographer Exhibit

It is a curious emotion, this certain homesickness I have in mind. With Americans, it is a national trait, as native to us as the roller-coaster or the jukebox. It is no simple longing for the home town or country of our birth. The emotion is Janus-faced: we are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.

-Carson McCullers

Zebra

Bonaventure Hotel, LA

For a long time now, I've have this strange urge to go to Los Angeles to photograph. Soon, hopefully.

On that note, I'm currently reading a book by Frederic Jameson, and he has an essay in it about the Bonaventure Hotel in LA. This essay has escalated my urge to shoot in Southern California.

Inevitable Question

Courtesy of an Alec Soth book.

The more I look at photographs, the more I realize how many of them are about loneliness. Or maybe they just invoke that in me. I love it.