I found an old journal with a map of Naxos taped to the front. Inside the cover is one phrase written in my tiny scrawl: “The diffused edge of the world.” Also inside, two Polaroids: one b&w, of a man I almost married. One color, of the man I left him for the year I traveled the perimeter of the Indian Ocean. Scribbled entries and notes and sketches from my journalist days. And one folded contact sheet of a group of fisherman lit by the dusk sacrificing a goat to thank the gods for a great catch…I grow restless just looking at the frames…
I hear photographers talk of how they shoot more when the travel…and it's these images that I wanted to see in this exhibition. What drives them to lug a 4x5 into the mountains or to buy 100 rolls of film for a trip or to rent expensive dream lenses for their digital cameras or to download every picture on their smartphone so they can capture limitless images? What Judy Walgren and I found while jurying this exhibition answered these questions.
Here is an article from SF Weekly about the show.
Here are some images from the opening reception courtesy of Rayko's Flickr account.