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Wasilla is the place where I have lived for the past 29 years - sort of. The house in which my wife and I raised our family sits here, but I have made my rather odd career as a different sort of photojournalist by continually wandering off to other places to photograph people and gather information, which I have then put together in various publications that have served the Alaska Native Eskimo, Indian and Aleut communities.

Although I did not have a great of free time to devote to this rather strange community, named after a Tanaina Athabascan Indian chief who knew Wasilla in the way that I so impossibly long to, I have still documented it regularly over the past quarter-century plus. In the early days, my Wasilla photographs focused mostly upon my children and the events they participated in - baseball, football, figure skating, hockey, frog catching, fire cracker detonation, Fourth of July parade - that sort of thing. 

In 2002, I purchased my first digital camera and then, whenever I was home, I began to photograph Wasilla upon a daily basis, but not in a conventional way. These were grab shots - whatever caught my eye as I took my many long walks or drove through the town, shooting through the car window at people and scenes that appeared and disappeared before I could even focus and compose in the traditional photographic way.

Thus, the Wasilla portion of this blog will be devoted both to the images that I take as I wander about and those that I have taken in the past. Despite the odd, random, nature of the images, I believe they communicate something powerful about this town that I have never seen expressed anywhere else. 

Wasilla is a sprawling community that has been slapped down hodge-podge upon what was so recently wilderness of the most exquisite beauty. In its design, it is deliberately anti-zoned, anti-planned. In the building of Wasilla, the desire to make a buck has trumped aesthetics and all other considerations. This town, built in the midst of exquisite beauty, has largely become an unsightly, unattractive, mess of urban sprawl. Largely because of this, it often seems to me that Wasilla is a community with no sense of community, a town devoid of town soul.

Yet - Wasilla is my home and if I am lucky it will be until I grow old and die. Despite its horrific failings, it is still made of the stuff of any small city: people; moms and dads, grammas and grampas, teens, children, churches, bars, professionals, laborers, soldiers, missionaries, artists, athletes, geniuses, do-gooders, hoodlums, the wealthy, the homeless, the rational and logical, the slightly insane and the wholly insane - and, yes, as is now obvious to the whole world, politicians, too.

So perhaps, if one were to search hard enough, it might just be possible to find a sense of community here, and a town soul. So, using my skills as a photojournalist and a writer, I hope to do just that. If this place has a sense of community, I will find it. If there is a town soul to Wasilla, I will document it. I won't compete with the newspapers. Hell no! But as time and income allow, it will be fun to wander into the places where the folks described above gather, and then put what I find on this blog.

 

by 300...

Anywhere within a 300 mile radius of Wasilla. This encompasses perhaps the most wild, dramatic, gorgeous, beautiful section of land and sea to be found in any comparable space anywhere on Earth. I can never explore it all, but I will do the best that I can, and will here share what I find and experience with you.  

and then some...

Anywhere else in the world that I happen to get to, such as Point Lay, Alaska; Missoula, Montana; Serenki, Chukotka, Russia; or Bangalore, India. Perhaps even Lagos, Nigeria. I have both a desire and scheme to get me there. It is a long shot. We shall see if I succeed.

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Thursday
Nov132008

Breakfast at Family Restaurant

Breakfast at Family Restaurant - Wasilla, Alaska, November 13, 2008

 

I shot a series of pictures today that I intended to put in here tonight, along with some highly insightful comment, for what other kind of comment could I write?

But it is late and I am too exhausted to do it, so I am only going to put one picture in for now, the very first frame that I shot this day.

I took it at Family Restaurant, where Margie and I had gone to for breakfast. Thursday is the weekday that we try to have breakfast out.

We sat at a booth, but the couple above were at the counter, and a beam of sunlight had come through the window to fall upon them.

Whenever we go to Family, the gentleman at left is always there. 

Part of my idea when I started this blog was to not only do grab shots of various sights and people that my eyes fall upon while wandering around Wasilla, but to do actual stories. So far, I just cannot find the time, but when I do, I want to do a story on Family, on the energetic Russian immigrant woman who founded the place, people who work for her and her customers.

How do I ever find that kind of time? Yet, if I am to reach my goals with this blog, I must.

Stay tuned, and see if I do.

As an an afterthought, here is one more from breakfast at Family:

Jolene - Breakfast at Family: Wasilla, Alaska, November 13, 2008

 

Here is an invite for anyone who might happen to be in Anchorage December 2:

Shooting with just my left hand - the injured series

Press release, ASMP

November 13, 2008 Anchorage.  The award winning ASMP First Tuesday Slide/Lecture Series will feature the work of Wasilla photographer Bill Hess at 7 PMTuesday, December 2, 2008 in the auditorium of the Anchorage Museum at Rasmuson Center.  Mr. Hess is an accomplished professional photographer who suffered a fall while on assignment in Barrow on June 12th.  While recuperating from a broken shoulder, Bill has been forced to photograph with only the use of his lone left hand.  Despite this set back, Mr. Hess has produced at least one photograph each day since the accident.  The stories of his struggles and the resulting imagery are the basis of Mr. Hess’s presentation.  Admission is free.

Bill Hess launched his career in 1976 when he took the publication of the Fort Apache Scout, the newspaper of Arizona’s White Mountain Apache Tribe.  As a one-man operation, Bill Hess did the photography, reporting, writing, layout, production, ad sales and even hand delivered the copies to subscribers.  

In 1980, Bill Hess wrote and photographed a three part article on the White Mountain Apache for the National Geographic Magazine.  It was, however, his dream to live in Alaska and in 1981 he and his wife sold most of what they owned, packed up their four children and hit the highway north.  Over the past 27 years Bill Hess has invested his time and talents in documenting Alaska’s Native communities.  His book, Gift of the Whale: The Inupiat Bowhead Hunt - A Sacred Tradition, was published by Sasquatch and his book, Celebration: Tlingit, Haida and Tsimshian Dancing on the Land, combining Hess’s photography with the writings of Tlingit, Haida, and Tsimshian authors, was recently published by University of Washington Press.  Bill Hess is a recipient of a W. Eugene Smith Grant in Humanistic Photography. (First Runner-up, 1999)

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Reader Comments (3)

Thanks for the invite. I would love to come, however, I am on the other side of this continent. Much as I have thoroughly enjoyed your photography and reading your stories, it would be wonderful to hear you describe it all, in person.

November 14, 2008 | Unregistered Commenternina

I will be sure to get that evening of work off. That is so exciting!

November 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterLisa

Nina, when the time comes, I will see if I can work a synopsis into this blog. Perhaps I could even run the whole show, or a big part of it, in a series over several days.

See you there, Lisa!

November 15, 2008 | Registered CommenterWasilla, Alaska, by 300
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