Katherine Anderson
Profile
I was 6 years old when my father first handed me a Pentax A1000 35mm SLR. We were on a beach in Cape Cod and he was teaching me how to focus on a ship in the distance, bobbing on the horizon of the Atlantic.
Twenty two years later I still have, and shoot with, that Pentax. I’ve since upgraded and added a Sony a100 DSLR to my collection as well as adopting a Mamiya RB67 medium format portrait camera but my love of photography hasn’t changed much since the first time I saw, on paper, what I had seen through my lens.
The bulk of my work the last few years has focused on abandoned structures, specifically mental institutions and state schools. However, my collection is beginning to include more scenery, florals, and portraits. Please enjoy watching it grow!
Groups
Katherine Anderson is a member of ! Abandoned Asylums & Hospitals !, Anything Theatrical, Architectural Photography, Black and White Photography, Dilapidated Buildings, Film Photography, ImageWriting (2/24), Medium and Large Format Film Photography, POSTED: No Trespassing, Redbubble Devils, Rusty, Crusty and Falling to Bits - 2 Per 24 Hours and Unwanted , Abandoned & Saved Through Preservation..
Journal Entries
First Cease and Desist Order of My Career
Posted 2 months ago, 2 comments so far.
PUBLISHED MY FIRST BOOK!
Posted 7 months ago, 4 comments so far.
OVER 100!
Posted about 1 year ago, 6 comments so far.
LINKS
Posted about 1 year ago.
Portfolio Housecleaning
Posted about 1 year ago.
Article Published on Associated Content
Posted about 1 year ago.
NEW PHOTO BLOG
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
My Bubble, My Ass
Posted about 1 year ago, 2 comments so far.
Demolition Through Ignorance
Posted about 1 year ago, 4 comments so far.
Beautiful Anxiety
Posted about 1 year ago.
Art
Writing
complication
conversation at 4 am / and suddenly i’m back in the game again / wit and intelligence / filled with the imagining / of your intoxicating scent / playful muse / dark and comedic / taken with the pict…
the muse
i’m a tangled heap of wreckage / a broken man / afraid to trust / a symptom of finding / the wrong kind of love / until you spoke / i love your words / each one reaches my ear / like so many drops …
In Blue
The danger of memories / Being so distant and unsure / Is learning that your mind / Has anchored itself in something / That was never truly real. / In death, they are all so different / Gods amongst m…
