09/27/2026
Mortal+Machine+Beast
Looking back at the first ten photographs in this personal series. Yesterday’s portrait of Ashton makes eleven.
On the surface, this started as a reason to make some fun photographs: people, their machines, and their animals. Three subjects brought together in a portrait, each with a different relationship to the other two.
I was interested in the affection we give to things that can’t love us back. The car, motorcycle, or tractor we pour our time, money, and attention into. A machine can mean freedom, adventure, identity, or years of hard work. It can hold memories. But it has no feelings about us whatsoever.
Then there’s the animal beside us, asking for very little and offering companionship, devotion, and a kind of love that feels unconditional.
And somewhere between them stands the mortal.
As I’ve moved into the latter half of my life, that word has taken on more weight. Mortality. I find myself thinking more about how I spend my time, who I spend it with, what I become attached to, and what will remain of the life I’m living. Looking back, I can see those questions finding their way into these photographs, even when I wasn’t consciously trying to answer them.
Making the series has also been a pleasure in itself. Getting out with people, using the skills I’ve spent years developing, and seeing what we could make together. I’d arrive with a rough idea, then work out the location, composition, and lighting on the spot. That spontaneity became part of the challenge and a big part of the fun.
I don’t expect these photographs to resolve any of this. I’m still curious about what our attachments reveal about us, and I’m still enjoying the process of making the next one.
These are posted in the order they were created.
Thank you to everyone who has stepped into a frame, brought along a machine and a beast, or helped behind the scenes.