Unemployed Friends

Moving back to the town that I grew up in has been somewhat of a shock to me. Growing up in a middle class suburb, I feel like my former classmates and myself grew up with the notion that we would all become “successful” with 9 – 5 jobs when we graduated from college. Instead, I returned home after my 5 year absence in college to find that many of my high school friends still remained unemployed, and living with their parents. It kinda feels like high school again, only I don’t have go to class or hide to drink …

New Work

Here are some shots I have taken in and around my parents house. For those of you who are familiar with my work, I guess you could say that this is a continuation of my Ricehouse/Blue Days series. Hope you enjoy!