KIM HACKMAN PHOTOGRAPHY

On revient toujours à ses premières amours

Kim Hackman — Sat, 31 Mar 2012 16:06:52 +0000

The spring always makes me miss France.

Lost

Kim Hackman — Tue, 27 Mar 2012 23:22:27 +0000

This was a mesmerizing art exhibit inside a cave in Southern France. That’s right… a cave.

©Kim Hackman 2012

Thoughts

Kim Hackman — Sat, 28 Jan 2012 07:05:35 +0000

Now you can see them.

©Kim Hackman 2012

Cycle.

Kim Hackman — Sat, 14 Jan 2012 02:34:47 +0000

Les jeux sont faits.

Kim Hackman — Wed, 11 Jan 2012 05:27:03 +0000

Shuffle. Deal. Draw. Win/Lose.

[Repeat]

Comptine d’un autre été.

Kim Hackman — Fri, 25 Nov 2011 08:48:21 +0000

This summer I spent a week in France visiting friends and my host familiy before heading to Morocco. I decided to only shoot film the entire time I was there… which may or may not have been a good idea. I haven’t developed my own film since high school and I ended up using some really old rolls I had hidden in my room for probably 7 years. Nothing wrong with experimenting, right?

People watching. PARIS.

Louvre

You can rent these little boats in the afternoon and put them in the little pond. I don’t know who liked it more, the little kids or their grandparents.

I walked past a laundry mat and saw this woman working on a crossword puzzle. I went in and started talking to her, and she was kind enough to let me take her picture.

Pompiers. They were very insistent that we stay for Bastille day, but we had to leave for Morocco so we missed it.

In 2010 I lived in Avignon, studying at the Université d’Avignon for a quarter. I lived with a great host family who owns a theater company, so I was fortunate enough to see lots of wonderful shows during my stay. Avignon is known for its month long theater festival in July, and I’m so happy that I was able to catch a few days of it since I missed it in 2010.

AVIGNON.

Palais des Papes. I would go to the gardens at the top and write letters and study for tests.

Man in mud. I spy a poster with my host dad on it.

People would perform in the streets at random all day and all night. The streets were filled the whole time we were there.

Maybe this is a little old fashioned, but I love bar soap. You can smell this stuff walking down the street. Lavender and rose and citrus…it’s so hard to not buy some every time you see it.

To Have & To Hold

Kim Hackman — Fri, 04 Nov 2011 21:40:54 +0000

Meet Dave, my new friend and most recent photo story.

The necklace he wears everyday holds his wife’s ashes so that she is always with him. He jokingly calls it his “ball and chain.”

Zombie Hunting

Kim Hackman — Sat, 24 Sep 2011 01:17:34 +0000

Army Wife

Kim Hackman — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 03:27:44 +0000

Congratulations Natalie and Drew!

Morocco [in color]

Kim Hackman — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 21:51:02 +0000

This summer I spent six weeks living in the Atlas Mountains in Morocco. I stayed in a small village seeing, smelling, tasting, hearing, and experiencing the Berber culture. Hiking up and down the side of a dirt mountain to the Kasbah, I was able to escape the modern world for a little while and live simply. This was home.