2025 07 15

On the road, to somewhere. Chicago, Illinois. June, 2025. © Clayton Hauck

Well, it finally happened — we hit a busy period with work and life, then vacation hit, and the next thing you know I’m a few weeks behind on posting to this here blog. It is what it is, and I’m not going to be too hard on myself. That said, I do aim to pick back up where we left off and (hopefully) stick with the daily posts once again, especially considering I’m sensing a bit of a shift in my photography career and I have lots of new work, heading in new directions, to explore. This here blog is a nice, low stakes place to do that.

While up north on vacation, we briefly explored some places I’d never previously been (Bayfield, WI; Ironwood, MI; Hurley, WI), along with a few I had (Ashland, WI and the Bad River Reservation land), and some we didn’t get to but that I very much aim to make happen soon (Laurium, MI and Marquette, MI). I bring all of this up because this land has sparked some new ideas in me that perhaps I will explore in the coming years. Some photography-based projects and ideas, which first I will explore remotely through reading and researching. We’ll see if that leads to something, but just getting excited about the potential helps keep me motivated to push ahead in this weird world of photography.

More soon, thanks for reading.

-Clayton

2025 05 09

Are we coming or going? Under the El, Chicago, Illinois. January, 2025. © Clayton Hauck

Kyla is rapidly becoming my favorite writer. Her piece on friction that just hit my inbox, and then seeped directly into my brain, is one that (per her usual) I think we all should digest. I don’t have any grand proclamations to add here, only that I think we’re all sensing these big, structural, and cyclical shifts. And it’s causing everything to feel off. Behind the scenes, there is a battle over what our lived world will even be in another decade or two. More thoughts another day, perhaps.

-Clayton

2025 01 22

Train over Red Hot Ranch. Chicago, Illinois. December, 2024. © Clayton Hauck

I haven’t had a glizzy in too long. I dislike that term, but I learned it by eating a dog at the Ranch. I haven’t had a dog in far too long. Maybe tonight is the night.

-Clayton