May 2008
23 posts
Priceless
In Washington the pine trees are thin and tucked together so tight that if you threw a handful of sand into a patch of them, not one grain of sand would hit the ground without first making contact with one.
In South Dakota the clouds hang like they’re on hooks. They dangle and it feels as if you can touch them like toys that hang over an infant’s crib.
In Texas the trains crawl off...
April 2008
187 posts
Where Do We Go from Here?
I have finished my journey and I’m back in Charleston. It feels good to be home. I have lots of photos to work on still and I will be publishing those here along with stories as I reflect on my time on the road. When that runs out I will return to non-travel related writing. Maybe I’ll tackle an East coast trip in a bit. Who knows.
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I want my photos to evoke emotion when looked at. I want the emotion to be equivalent in magnitude to when someone hears a great song or sees a dramatic movie. In order to accomplish this it is inevitable that I will start taking pictures of people. It’s a very natural transition. Like walking down a hallway in your house with your eyes closed and your arms outstretched and your hands on the...
“I want to be a horse rancher on a ranch where the skyscrapers from the closest...”
– Erik Holmberg
“I want to be a field mouse that lives in a barn on a farm whose owner has died.”
– Erik Holmberg
“When you drive for more than 14 hours you begin to think about things like...”
– Erik Holmberg
