Many of you who know me likely know that I wanted, want, and will eventually find a way to be a photojournalist. Once I have honed my photojournalistic skills and have created a fluffy, comfy financial cushion for my potentially broke ass to land upon, I will jetset off to give my original photography inspiration a chance. I have no clue what that will involve yet, but I presume the path will eventually present itself. Alternatively, I’m accepting cash donations and brilliant ideas.
When Boise Weekly contacted me about going to a Women’s Correctional Institute to photograph female inmates for a feature story, I could not type “yes!” fast enough. Seriously, check out this correspondance:
I did not want to miss my ‘asap’ window to rsvp for this unique opportunity, so I hit the send button as quickly as I possibly could.
A few days later I was off to the correctional facility with journalist, Carissa Wolf, and videographer, Josh Gross. Having an opportunity to document this was reinvigorating for my photographic senses. I have a long way to go before I’ll be selling my photo essays to Time Magazine, so please, don’t hold your breath! However, with more opportunities like this and continued persistance –as any self-employed artist will tell you, we possess a shit load of persistance (along with shamelessness and naivety) — my dream career as a photojournalist gets closer to reality.
Cheers to Carissa Wolf for digging up this story (READ IT!!). Cheers for Leila for asking me to document it. Cheers to the correctional facility for giving us access.