Alyssa Stokes

Houswerks' Chipped

2012-01-24T17:19:00.000-08:00

I recently found out that I was neighbors with Housewerks, an architecture "werkshop" with a wonderful assortment of industrial, kitchen, and bath items, as well as other assorted decorative objects. I was out on a freezing cold January walk when I stumbled across their semi abandoned looking lot. After asking around, I made my way into their old building which turned out to be a hidden jem, heated by wood burning furnace. I was only armed with my Android but was still able to snap a few shots. I spoke to the owner and am now working to schedule a shooting trip with my photography students. Can't wait to reshoot!

Warning Sign

2012-01-14T13:43:00.000-08:00

Warning Sign - Talking Heads

Remade Horizon

2012-01-02T06:51:00.000-08:00

Port Covington, South Baltimore

Remade Horizon - Dirty Projectors

These Old Shoes

2012-01-01T05:57:00.000-08:00

Deer Tick - These Old Shoes (Animation)

Silent Life

2011-12-30T08:22:00.000-08:00

Silent Life - Fruit Bats

Fold

2011-12-29T07:54:00.000-08:00

Fold - Jose Gonzalez

These images were created in response to the title Fold. They are part of a month long series of photographs created in response to a mix CD. Each day of January, my photography students will be assigned a song title (selected by their wonderful teacher Ms. Stokes) and given the challenge of responding visually. This project was adapted from Craig Llewellyn.

Lewes

2011-11-22T14:36:00.001-08:00

Lewes Beach Patrol

After a brisk late afternoon beach walk, I notice the clouds swirling around the boarded up Lewes Beach Patrol building. Waiting again for summer, the sand whips and cold winter wind chaps my hands.

Cuba Cristal

2010-02-11T17:17:00.000-08:00

Untitled, CV Fest

Salar, Bolivia

Truckin'

2010-02-03T14:31:00.000-08:00

A before and after photo of the best truck company on the face of the planet. If only they hailed from Baltimore. This photo was captured on 695, when I was lucky enough to be in the passenger seat with my camera. Truckin' like the doodah man...

Stokes Trucking

Street Steal

2010-02-02T14:49:00.000-08:00

Amor en Cuenca

If figure since Fairey is known for his "Art of Appropriation" I will go ahead and post an image of his work that I recently altered. I stumbled across this mural in a small alley off Sunset Boulevard on one of my frequent visits to L.A.

Fiend Club

Animal Collective

2010-01-20T16:55:00.000-08:00

This work was commissioned by Brandon Weigel, an Animal Collective enthusiast and local music blogger. First using photoshop and then the old scratchy scratch, I altered a photo he took at their concert this past spring. Check out his review of their new EP on Aural States.

Studio

2010-01-08T13:48:00.000-08:00

Just in time for the new year, I cleared out a messy storage/office space in my house and set up a studio. It's a great little corner for sketch booking, small artworks and art organization. I'm working to flesh out a series of altered color photographs of signs, billboards, and other graphic images.

No Vacancy

2010-01-08T13:06:00.000-08:00

North Avenue Motel

Fells Point Liquor

Lucky Day

2010-01-08T12:59:00.001-08:00

Isla Vista $

Esalen Guitar

Simply Color

2009-10-14T17:49:00.000-07:00

Subir

Silva

Morning After (Vilcabamba)

Classic

Spring 2009

Altered California

2009-10-14T17:39:00.000-07:00

Color prints were hand manipulated by scratching and drawing into the images.

Fall 2009

Jane Hill Stokes

2009-07-09T06:12:00.000-07:00

Wyoming

Henlopen #2

Henlopen State Park

Collage series created by Jane Stokes, my mother. 2006 - 2009

Boardwalk

2009-07-09T06:06:00.000-07:00

Summer 2009

Fells Point

2008-08-12T19:00:00.000-07:00

Dock

Tug

2008

Latino Alma

2008-07-10T08:47:00.000-07:00

Merida Bug

Moche Cabeza

Monastery

Otavalo Market

Winter 2008

Sharptown: Maryland's Eastern Shore

2008-07-07T13:26:00.000-07:00

Pop's House, 2004

"You don’t even know where your front door key it is. "
-Samuel Raymond Stokes

Main Street

Sharptown Bridge

Savings Bank

Sharptown is located on high ground, on a straight portion of the Nanticoke River. It was intended from the start to be a site for ship building. It was founded in 1818 by Matthew Marine who began the Sharptown Marine Railway.

However, there was slowly less need for sailing ships, and in 1919 the Sharptown ship building business went bankrupt. Now the town, which once had a population of 1,300 and a bustling Main Street, has become quieter. Ninety percent of approximately 650 residents work outside the community.

October 2005

Aging Moldova

2008-07-07T09:03:00.000-07:00

Moldova is a small country in Eastern Europe, located between Romania and Ukraine. It was formerly part of the Soviet Union and it is now the poorest country in Europe. It suffers from political instability and corruption. Many of its citizens feel forced to leave the country and work illegally to support themselves.

Dinnerware

Straseni, a typical Moldovan village, has no running water. Water pipes are still in place from Soviet times but the system has since broke and was never repaired. Water is gathered from public wells but this limits conditions for hygiene. The sick or blind must depend on their family or neighbors.

Accordion Player

Jon described his musical talent as a gift from God. Although he suffers from tuberculosis and spent much of his life in hospitals he was still singing. He began playing the accordion again after a generous gift from the staff ended his forty-three year musical hiatus.

Comb

Although she had a fairly large house Maria chose to live only in a small attached room. She is alone following the death of her husband and son’s suicide.

Clutch

For much of her life, Agrepiua was a strong woman who spent her days in the garden. She moved to the center a month before we arrived after being abandoned by her family. Her daughter persuaded her to sell her home with a promise of moving to a better life in the Ukraine but the daughter stole the proceeds and left her mother behind.

Stovetop

July 2006

Building Nicaragua

2008-07-01T19:42:00.000-07:00

What is poverty? How is it seen? How is it experienced? And why does it exist?

These are the questions I brought as I traveled in the spring of 2005 with a group of MICA students to a village in the Ticuantepe area of Nicaragua. We spent five days living and working in a small community and several days touring Nicaragua. I left with many more questions unanswered.

This body of work functions as a documentation of that experience. I attempt to explore reasons for and manifestation of poverty, as well as the interactions between Americans and Nicaraguans. I am aware of myself as an outsider and realize that these works merely speak of my own experience and not that of the Nicaraguan people. However, at the same time, I am inspired by a desire to make the stories and faces of the people and places I encountered known.

March 2005