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Camera Records in Time was formed in the summer of 2009 out of a desire to create an environment where photographers can habitually come together to support one another artistically and receive feedback about their work.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Book Release Party at Aviary: Success!

                                                                                                   Courtesy of Myron Belfast

This past Saturday, our reception at Aviary was a huge success!
As Traverse said,

"The energy at the opening could hardly be contained by the four walls of Aviary."

We had an amazing turnout, and sold a bunch of books.
C.R.I.T. wants to thank all of our family, friends, and people off the street for coming out and supporting us. We thank Lindsay Metivier at Aviary for being a gracious and accommodating hostess.

 After the success of this reception, there is no question that C.R.I.T. will be making more books, and having more exhibitions in the near future.

 If you didn't get your copy on Saturday, you can still buy Selections at Aviary or online.
See more photos on Flickr


Friday, April 20, 2012

Occupy Boston: By Peter Leavitt

Documentary photography isn't really my thing, but I couldn't resist taking my Nikon down to join up and make some noise about some of the things that have been going wrong. So here are a few scenes from October 2011. Hopefully you find them more beautiful than political or documentary.

Occupy Boston 2011 © Peter Leavitt 


 Occupy Boston 2011 © Peter Leavitt


 Occupy Boston 2011 © Peter Leavitt


 Occupy Boston 2011 © Peter Leavitt


 Occupy Boston 2011 © Peter Leavitt

Monday, April 16, 2012

Our First Book, and Reception at Aviary


Camera Records In Time presents our first quarterly publication titled, Selections.

It features the photography of Kitty Ethridge, Ben Gebo, Beth Gilbert, Peter Leavitt, Laura Miner, Traverse Robinette, and Jamie Spear.

This Saturday, April 21st, from 6 pm - 9 pm we will hold a celebratory reception at Aviary, located at 48 South St. Jamaica Plain, MA.
Join us for snacks, drinks, and some amazing photographers!
Copies of the book will be on display and available for purchase.
Selections is also available for purchase online at Lulu.com.
Much thanks to Aviary for hosting this reception.
Hope to see you there!



Thursday, April 12, 2012

Onslow County: By Kitty Ethridge

For Curing Tobacco and Storing Small Machinery ©2012 Kitty Ethridge
A trip down south to document my past was derailed by doctors and hospitals and a family unable to decide what to do with me when life strikes. These barns and sausages drying, late night photos down seldom traveled country roads, and the seemingly odd Polaroid shots of a small town's shout out to Mardi Gras, are the scavenged remains of a couple of hours here and there between trips to Duke hospital, Durham, and my parent's home on the coast of North Carolina.
Tying leaves on the Stick ©2012 Kitty Ethridge
Originally I went down planning to stay for a week to document my past and take some portraits of my mother's people, her mother's sisters and brother-in-law. I needed her to geographically navigate the back roads that I've forgotten, and ease me into a family that loves me but has always viewed me with suspicion. Instead she was hospitalized and I ended up only slightly dipping my toe into the fertile dark soil of the land where I grew up.


Handmade Breakfast Sausage Drying ©2012 Kitty Ethridge

Late Night at Ace's and a NY Yankees Fan ©2012 Kitty Ethridge

Salvation on a Back Road ©2012 Kitty Ethridge

Mardi Gras in Beaufort ©2012 Kitty Ethridge
The barns of course are the relics of a time when tobacco was king. The acres of fields behind them either lie fallow or wait their turn in the rotation of what is presently considered more acceptable cash crops; cotton, soybean, corn. I didn't fail my objective completely. I've just had to push the time line out a bit further and we all know this is problematic with the living. One aunt has just died, and time thus continues to laugh at me.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Spookweird: By Traverse Day Robinette

Spookyweird is a working title to a project I started back in 2009 where I photograph places or objects where something, well spooky or weird happened. But there is more to it than that. I’m currently working on an artist statement and a proper title to explain it all.


The Sink, 2011 © Traverse Day Robinette

I traveled to Southern Illinois to visit my family and to photograph “The Sink” and “The Cave”. The Sink is an area where water fills up a valley and forms a small lake. The Sink is not made by flooding or is fed by a stream. The Ohio River is close by though The Sink is not made or affected by the water level of the river. Only bullhead catfish live in The Sink and they are cannibalistic, feeding only on themselves. Locals in the area will wait for the water level of The Sink to lower to the point where they can go out with buckets and pick up the fish with their hands. Densel, my 94 year old guide, showed me the way to the vantage point where I took this image. He said he knew the owners of the property but when we pulled up no one was home. The whole time I worked with my 4x5 I feared I would be gunned down. Lucky for me The Sink was full and Densel said that sometimes it would be dry for years and he hadn’t been up there in a while to see it. It was amazing to finally see this place that my grandmother so often spoke of.

The Cave, 2011 © Traverse Day Robinette

The Cave is located in Cave-In-Rock along the Ohio River. I have visited The Cave before when I was little but this visit was definitely like seeing it for the first time. The Cave has been used in different ways throughout the years. It has served as a church, general store, brothel, and a hide out for pirates. Its blackness is haunting; alone inside I herd sounds and my mind played tricks on me so I didn’t stay long.

Olivia, 2011 © Traverse Day Robinette

On the drive from the airport heading north through Kentucky I told my mom about my plan to photograph The Sink and The Cave. Detecting I was interested in capturing the oddities of where my grandparents live, she told me of Olivia. My great grandmother was a collector of everything. She always had a particular fancy for an old skeleton that the town doctor had in his office, so much so that when he retired he gave the skeleton to my grandmother. I first imagined that the skeleton was of the ordinary plastic variety found in any regular doctor’s office. My mother corrected me and told me matter of factly that in the old days they used real human bones, this skeleton was very old, and was definitely of the real bones type. She continued to tell me that skeletons used for medical purposes came from India during this time. My family first thought the skeleton was a man but later learned it was a woman changing its original name from Orville to more appropriately feminine name Olivia. Olivia was originally stored in a barn. A tornado hit the town and destroyed the barn but Olivia was lifted up and set back down unharmed. She is now stored in the kitchen of my great grandmother’s old house and sleeps in a pink velvet casket. My great aunts dress her up and take care of her and sometimes bring her out on the porch for Halloween which one year resulted in having the police called. I had never heard of Olivia until this trip to Illinois and was laughing like a nut as I drove my rental car on to the ferry smiling at the idea of the treasures that lie on the other side of this beautiful river.

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