CHRIS SHEPHERD

Poetry

I’ve always wanted to make poetry without words. So I’ve begun to learn about writing in the hope that it rubs off in my life. I want it to invisibly effect me. Poetry has always been a mystery, and a draw. In recent months it’s totally sucked me in. It’s fascinating and our home library […]

Misremember

Six years ago a large 5TB RAID backup drive died. I mounted a costly “recovery” project and amidst the work that was rescued—in addition to an astounding amount of replicated files—were an extraordinary number of glitch files. At the time, not all of these messed up files would open. The corruption was a bit of […]

Wandering

Wandering is a continuing meditation on urbanity. I walk the city. It’s my preferred way to get around. I find other transportation too quick and it doesn’t allow me to observe the way I want to. Sometimes I may see something while riding the bus, bike or driving the car–but I rarely stop to take […]

Shrouded

Shrouded has been formulating for a long time. Most of the process has been endless thinking. I’m good at the long think. I enjoy it. These images are the first step in taking the concept out of my head. Usually when this process happens and I move from thinking to making there’s a good possibility […]