Kubrick’s Breezeway

Stanley Kubrick was all about the single-point perspective.

This sort of framing really pulls you into his story… kind of like hearing a decommissioned (and likely insane) HAL9000 self-actualizing computer sing for you:

HAL: I’m afraid. I’m afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I’m a… fraid. Good afternoon, gentlemen. I am a HAL 9000 computer. I became operational at the H.A.L. plant in Urbana, Illinois on the 12th of January 1992. My instructor was Mr. Langley, and he taught me to sing a song. If you’d like to hear it I can sing it for you.

Dave Bowman: Yes, I’d like to hear it, HAL. Sing it for me.

HAL: It’s called “Daisy.”

[sings while slowing down]

HAL: Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer do. I’m half crazy all for the love of you. It won’t be a stylish marriage, I can’t afford a carriage. But you’ll look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle built for two.

Signs

There’s this little church in my neighborhood, and I noticed someone slapped a stop-sign sticker up. I don’t get it, but I like it.

What Window

Found a sweet leather couch just hangin’ out in the middle of some massive room in a massive complex near Wilsonville, OR (circa 2008). Decided to shoot Model: Erin Dierking on it, with the help of stylist: Alicia Elfving.

Secret Chapel

This quaint little church sits just off Highway 97, close enough you can hear the trucks, far enough the gravel crunch under your tires feels like crossing a small border. Easy to miss now that the trees around it have grown in thick, but it’s well cared for, and the nearby town clearly loves it.

The Grass Valley Methodist Church. Small, specific, grounded. Someone sweeps the floor, patches the paint, keeps the graffiti off it.

You’re allowed to just look, listen, and leave.