I started out as a painter, painting with shoe polish and acrylic large-scale portraits based on photos of the deceased that I found while reading obituaries in the Chicago Sun-Times. These paintings were central to my recovery as an alcoholic. The obits gave me a sense of belonging. I was missing human connection in my life. I had felt dormant for so long, and it was as if the portraits I painted were bringing me back to life. Painting gave me a sense of purpose and structure missing in my life. Those paintings were the stepping stones to becoming a photographer. It wasn’t until I reached my thirties when I moved to New Orleans that I began to explore photography. When starting out as a photographer, I was on the lookout for elusive moments. To become a photographer, I thought I had to capture images the way that Henri Cartier-Bresson had done—he was one of the few photographers whose work I was aware of at the time. Cartier-Bresson’s work led me to believe that I had to snap a photo as a moment was unfolding, like that famous reflection image he took of the man jumping over a puddle. As much as I tried, I felt these moments were eluding me and I was chasing phantoms. From my photographer friends, I learned that the art of photography includes a vast array of approaches and methods. I asked myself what I could express that came from inside, and realized that I wanted to go deeper, to speak to people, to feel connected to those around me, to become a portrait photographer. I use a medium format film camera as a way to slow time around me and as a tool to get to know the community around me. I feel like I’m making genuine connections. There is no other city quite like New Orleans to be a photographer. I mean who else has second lines on a Sunday afternoon.
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1325 Saint Bernard Avenue
New Orleans, LA
jasonkerzinski@gmail.com
504-669-2167
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