Check out the on-line photography magazine, Dodho, for a special feature by yours truly. The magazine is originally from Spain, but publishes photography from all over the world. They published my series of documentary photography from Sarajevo, Bosnia that I did a few years ago called "Mortar Shells and Cigarettes". I'm also right on their cover photo for their Facebook page as well, which I found to be fun as well. So if it's been a while since you've seen some of my work from Bosnia.. go check it out!
Maybe I am jumping to conclusions on this one. For some reason I just decided that would be the most appropriate thing to do. I love to photograph butchers. For some reason I just can't get enough. So, what would be more appropriate than marrying a butcher? Maybe becoming a butcher? I did learn about butchering pigs the other day (pictures to eventually come of that too). If I marry a butcher, then I can become like that photographer who only photographed his wife in the last part of his wife. Except my husband would conveniently be a butcher. Best of both worlds. Enough said, now onto the brief ode/travelogue of butchers around the world, inspired by this first image taken in a mall yesterday.
Moscow, Russia (did I mention this is in a mall?):
Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic (aka future Christine):
London, England (one of the many eligible butchers who I might marry):
Well, enough of that weird burst of confession hour about my love for photographing butchers.