For many of us, photography has been an outlet for processing loss, grief, and our connection to humanity. One photographer takes us along his own journey in the literal footsteps of his ancestors — through the viewfinders of their very own cameras.
In this emotional self-documentary spurred by the 10-year anniversary of his mother's death, JT Evans revisits locations across the American Southwest which molded his life and his work as a photographer. He photographs the same scenes his great-grandfather and grandfather saw through their viewfinders, using the very cameras they held in their hands decades ago.
A circa-2004 Canon EOS 20D digital camera, his late grandfather's Minolta Maxxum 5000 35mm film camera, and a 110-year-old Kodak No. 1A Autographic medium format film camera belonging to his great-grandfather: these are the tools JT Evans chooses to weave an unconventional documentary of connection to his family's past.
As he tells his story of loss and self-discovery, the past comes alive and lends a heartfelt glimpse into the quiet mechanisms which can shape our perspectives as photographers, even if those mechanisms are unknown to us at the time.
JT's journey is one which can resonate with us all, especially those who in times of personal loss have leaned on their cameras to cope with the immeasurable weight of grief.
The distinct connection of using the personal cameras of lost loved ones is an irreplaceable privilege held by very few. This is an incredibly personal story of accidental self-discovery and remembrance, told through digital frames and rolls of film.
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My father, after WWII, traveled throughout Japan and took many photos. I've always wanted to go back to some of these remote places 70+ years later. Unfortunately, I just don't have the money to do so.
That would be an amazing experience, Charles. Do you still have his original negatives by chance? I'd be curious about the camera/s he used.
I think I have some of the negatives. The last camera he had (my brother still has it) is a Canon rangefinder. But the older ones were taken by a camera long gone.. I think. If I recall correctly it was a cheapo Rolliflex type camera.
Ah I gotcha. That's great that you still have at least some of the negatives, though. I know the Kodak Duoflexes were popular around that time. They were TLR (Rolleiflex) style cameras also.
Thankfully we were a fairly local traveling group. There are still boxes of negatives to look through and there is no telling what i will find in there. I know my Great Grandfather worked and lived at the Carlsbad Caverns when they first opened and that will be an upcoming project for me. If you look up Leslie Thompson Ripley's beleive it or not, you'll find a story about him falling down the elevator shaft and surviving.
Wait wait wait, are you saying your great grandfather WAS Leslie Thompson??? At any rate I looked it up and it's an amazon story if anyone wants to give it a read. https://text-message.blogs.archives.gov/2015/01/22/fool-thing-to-do-the…
Yes, Leslie Thompson was my Great Grandfather. One of the articles out there has a family shot that has my Nana as a toddler.
Man that is WILD!