American nightmare / American dream

Before I left the US for Germany, I started work on a series of cliché verre c-prints of lace. I set them aside, not knowing what they were for. They were layered, intricate, feminine, and at times strangely bloody looking.

As I settled into my life in Germany, I started playing with the prints. I cut them up, collaging them together into abstract yet somewhat representational shapes. As I worked with them, one shape became prominent: that of a gun.

While living in the US, I had become inured to the daily reports of gun violence on the news. Now, with the privilege that comes with looking in from the outside, I became more and more horrified at how saturated with gun violence American culture is. This isn't to say that I hadn't noticed it while living there; I rallied after Oscar Grant's death in San Francisco and remember crying on a bus when reading as the reports of the Newtown massacre came in.

However, here, I stand as a representative of the United States, and our gun culture is one of the things I am asked about most regularly by people I meet. I regularly encounter people who are too afraid of our violent culture to visit. This is supported by the fact that multiple countries have now issued official warnings to tourists about our gun violence.

I open the news and every week I see reports of police shooting innocent people. The risk of getting shot by a toddler is greater than of being a victim of a terrorist attack. Mass shootings happen every week. Women are routinely gunned down by their partners because they tried to leave, or by strangers because they spurned their advances. This is America. While I know that overall the US is safer than it has ever been, it's still killing 13,000 people a year with guns.

And so I sit in my studio, thousands of miles away, raging at my culture that can't seem to do anything, and make gun after lacy gun, exploding with blood drips and anger and sadness.

Refracted growth

Refracted growth deals with concepts of growth and regeneration using the indexical language of botanical photograms and collage.

I grew up in gardens and the structure of flowers always fascinated me. Brightly colored organisms that bring forth life, made up of smaller forms, they have always felt like a good stand-in for the smaller biological arena. All of life is made of various bodies, made up of smaller bodies, which in turn are made up of even smaller cells, which are the building blocks of life.

In the darkroom, I tear apart flowers that are meaningful to me, things that were in gardens I grew up in, or flowers that were given to me. I break them down into their elements, and make color photograms of the petals. In the studio, I cut them out piece by piece, following the petal structures on the page, so that I start with "cells" to build structures from. Shapes and color grow and mutate from the individual petal "cells" into collaged organisms: small wall pieces and installations. The pieces take on their own, new, forms, cellular in nature, but like all bodies, their own small universes.

My Days of Losing Words

I have had chronic migraine since June 2008. Without medication, the pain makes me lose the ability to speak; with medication, I have side effects that cause me to forget words. For My Days of Losing Words, I created color photographs that act as synthetic memories of my lost words and this time of being inarticulate and in pain. The one-word titles refer to words that got lost in a netherworld between pain and sanity. The self-portraits remain (inarticulately) untitled.

I never stop shooting. I carried a list of words that I've lost over time, and when I saw something that jogged my memory of a word, I shot it and crossed the word off. Early on in the illness, I was stuck either in my house or in medical spaces for months on end, so I started shooting words there. This early work consists mainly of three types of images: domestic still lifes; documentary images of medical spaces; and self-portraits at home and in medical spaces.

For a long time, I thought my headache was as good as it was going to get - constant, low-grade pain. Thanks to a medical breakthrough, I now finally have days without pain. This has meant the inclusion of new work that shows how my life has improved. Natural light, once rare in my photos, began to creep in and take over the images at the end of the series. The tunnel vision of my earlier photographs gave way to space, light, and, eventually, the vast expanse of a new horizon.

The Neighbors

San Francisco is a city full of old money, new millionaires, and people losing their homes. Some of the wealthiest neighborhoods are blocks away from areas barely getting by on minimum wage. The Neighbors explores the plant life in both kinds of habitats in a series of analog color diptychs.

When I decided to leave for Berlin, I started documenting my San Francisco neighborhood of many years. I began wandering, and what struck me was the diversity of plant life right around my house: mostly potted plants in the communal space that is the stoops and sidewalks. Most plants are succulents or cacti, practical thinking when rain is rare. Other plants have been left to fend for themselves in the drought. Weeds grow up in the cracks in the sidewalks and in any open space.

As I wandered and took pictures, people would notice what I was doing, engage with me to learn more or simply chat for a while, and point me to other interesting plants and gardens nearby. It made me sad to be leaving soon.

It also made me wonder about other parts of San Francisco. So I headed to some of its wealthiest areas, not too far from my area. The difference was spectacular. Impenetrable privacy hedges protecting the houses from, well, me and everybody else. Artificially shaped topiaries. Bright green lawns and fruit trees flourishing despite the years' long drought.

As I wandered and took pictures, I met people there, too. Mostly, because I seemed suspicious to them, they inquired what I was doing and why. It was as unfriendly as our neighborhood was welcoming.

Some people live with each other. Other people just live next to each other.

Everywhere, Anywhere, Nowhere

Looking out the window from 35,000 feet up, so much of what you see could be anywhere: above the clouds, the world is identical. I travel a lot, and so spend a lot of time in these in-between spaces. I am everywhere, anywhere, nowhere.

Flying, for me, is a fantastic way to be away from everything. Without my phone or computer, I am able to observe the skies passing by me as a pure form of entertainment and beauty. The sky changes by the minute. I photograph the passing skyscape, sometimes catching the reflection of my camera or myself in the images.

I present the resulting images in grids of different sized archival pigment prints mixed together, a field of shades of blue, gray, pink, and white.

Under a Circus Sky

The circus is a tiny closed off arena of forgetfulness. For a space it enables us to lose ourselves, to dissolve in wonder and bliss, to be transported by mystery.

—Henry Miller, The Smile at the Foot of the Ladder

I photograph spaces normally restricted to the public in some way. I create voyeuristic experiences that result in the feeling of peering into a world where one is not supposed to be. These photographs are rarely about a particular object; rather, they focus on the absence of people in the space. It is this relationship that creates the subject matter.

Under a Circus Sky is a series of large scale intensely colored traditional c-prints shot in the quiet moments in and around old-fashioned one-ring circus tents. Between performances, I go inside the big top, photographing the glittery detritus and empty seats after the circus. As the lights come up, I disappear backstage, behind the tent, into the performers' shadows, amongst their props and homes. I use long exposures to capture what is eclipsed by the spectacle - performers' trailers, the machinery and heavy cables needed to erect and support the tent, the ropes and rigging gear for each apparatus - the stillness and anticipation behind the spectacle.

In shooting the circus tent without the performance, I emphasize the illusion that the tent adds to the experience. Each aspect of the edifice seems designed to throw off your sense of normalcy. Entering a temporary fabric building thrown up on an empty lot, you are protected from the elements but still feel surrounded by them. The floor is asphalt or dirt, and the deep blue ceiling mimics the night sky. The ephemeral, illusory essence of the circus itself emanates from the building that houses it. Devoid of the performers and spectators who give the circus its usual energy, my images evoke an unnatural sense of silence, like a nomadic ghost town.

My Days of Losing Words - Book Project
This sequence of photographs is a minor miracle. As it diagrams the photographer's inarticulateness in the thrall of pain, the imagery simultaneously implies recovery and self-consciousness.
Jablo's self-portrait is both personal and universal, acutely capturing the interrupted actions, idiosyncratic details, and pharma-centric phenomena that are endemic to all who suffer such debilitating disorders. Jablo charts the topography of migraine with remarkable eloquence.
—George Slade, re:photographica, Minneapolis
I believe that My Days of Losing Words is not only an art book; it is a book about us. Chronic migraine affects over 3 million people in the US alone - and yet, we are largely invisible.
My Days of Losing Words is available through any bookstore or online at, for example, amazon.com or photoeye.com.
Media Coverage
NPR - The Takeaway | Migraine.com | L'Oeil de la Photographie | Slate Magazine | Photo District News Photo of the Day | LENSCRATCH | fototazo
Thank you!
The book would not have come to life without the support of the great people who generously backed the fundraiser: Alejandro Cartagena, Alexander Mauskop at the New York Headache Center, Alex Barszap, Alex Linde, Alex Price, Alice Towey, Alison Gilchrest, Alison Read, Alyssa Shannon, Amy Gould, Amy Hughes, Amy Martyn, Amy Wellersdick, Andrew J Sullivan, Anne Jablo, Anton Berteaux, Arsenio Santos, BethAnn Earl, Bill Knudstrup, Bill Stern, Brandie Albright, Brendan Coffey, Brian Cayne at Qatalyst Partners, Brian Donovan, Britt Levy, Bryan David Griffith, Bryan Kutner, Candy Meacham, Carolyn Susannah Tysor, Cindy Grindr, Corinne Crowley, Craig Kaplan, Dana, Dan Morgan, Dan Tran, Darren Riesz, David Katz, David Pace, Deborah Haber, Deborah Jackson Weiss, Derick Bulkley, Devin Pfister, Dr. Diane Wirz, Diep Truong, Dominik Lopatic, Doris Beers, Eileen Jones, Elaine McFarland, Elisabeth Allen, Elizabeth Hendler, Ellen Avery, Elliot Olschwang, Erica Roggeveen Byrne, Erika and Alfons Lopatic, Eryn Starun and Graham Stroh, Fiona Russell, Gail Woodall, Gregory Murphy, Heather Musto, Heather Sauer, Henry Andrews, Holland Gary, Jaime Michele Sanders, James Wells, Janet Corroo R.N., Janet Jones, Jean N. Goodrich, Jeffrey Thomas, Jeff Smith, Jen Lucas, Jennifer Bishop, Jennifer Temple, Jenni Prokopy, Jessica Cramer, Jessica Ree, Joanie Ward Smith, Joanna Casson, Joan Weisberg, Joan Wolkerstorfer, Joel Messerer, Johanna Walsh, John McDonald, John Simon, Jordana Golden, Jordana Joseph, Jordan Burton, Julio Mendez, Karin Krier, Karla Rossi, Kasey Ochs, Katherine Hendler, Kathryn, Kathryn Utsey, Kaye Van Valkenburg, Kemp Mullaney, Kevin Criqui, Kimberly Blessing, Kristin Wright, Larissa Taurins-Crawford, Lars Klawitter, Laurence & Samantha Malinger, Leslie Wright, Lien Zimmerman, Lindsey Burk, Lisa Stein Stoutmeyer, Liz Nutting, Lori Orson, Lori Summers, Louise and Lake Polan, Louise Elizabeth Parker, Lyle Gray, Lyrania, Magda Pecsenye, Mandy Foster, Margaret Maldonado, Maria Maragudakis, Marilyn Polan, Marsha Steirn, Martha Bayless, Mary Peelen, Matthew Black, Matthias Kunze, Melissa Jankowski, Melissa Serpa, Merrill C Hoyt, Michael Cates, Michelle Mansour, Miriam Pokora, Mojgan Khodadoust & Brendan Coffey, Myriam Joire, Neil Kandalgaonkar, Nicole I. Bernat, Nina Pan, Patricia Lopatic, Peggy McGovern Stumhofer, Petrina Wielgos, Rachel DiVerdi, Raf Vantuykom, Ralph, Ralph Bloch, Ray Thro, Rebecca Olla, Rebecca Pearson, Rebecca Polan, Rebecca Sherouse, Rhonda Nicole, Rob Vass, Ms. Robin Sharrer, Robyn Strelitz, Rosilyn Polan, Ruth Mays, Ryan Moran, Sally & Cy Jablo, Sara Garcia, Sarah Crane Newman, Sarah De Berry-Caperton, Sarah Einstein, Sarah Nelson, Sarah Rose Cole, Scott Miller, Sean McCormick, Selene Foster, Shabbir Safdar, Sharon Vinson, Shiela Lowman, Sidney Polan, Stacy, Steve Jablo, Susan King, Sven Haiges, Tara Harwood, Terry Lowery, Theresa Timlin, Toban Nichols, Tom Whittaker, Traci Morgan, Victor Landweber, Wendi, Wendy Keebler, William

Rachael Jablo is a Berlin-based US-American artist who works with photography, installation and collage.

Dealing with issues of the feminine and mythology using botany and abstraction, she joins analogue photographic techniques with collage to create floating wall installations large and small.

Her work has been seen recently at the Collagistas Festival in Brussels and Milan, the Analogue Now Photography Festival in Berlin, and at the Museum für Photographie in Braunschweig. Her work has been featured on Booooooom, Lensculture and Migraine.com, and her book, My days of losing words, was published by Kehrer Verlag in 2013.

Rasche Ripken Galerie in Berlin
I am very happy that my photograph Heart from My days of losing words was included in Rasche Ripken’s 10 year anniversary exhibition from January 26 - March 24, 2018.

See their website www.rasche-ripken.de for more information - or visit them at Linienstraße 148 in Berlin-Mitte.
I am proud to announce that my series Where are you going, where have you been was featured on Jeff Hamada's fabulous Booooooom blog on August 18, 2017. | Link
Under a circus sky at SF Cameraworks
Work from my series Under a circus sky was chosen for SF Camerawork’s Circus exhibition, from July 13 - August 19, 2017. It was juried by SF MoMA’s Linde Lehtinen and Paloma Shutes, photo editor from California Sunday Magazine.

A short writeup can be found at LensCulture. | Link
Glueheads in Berlin
I will be participating in Glueheads, a live collage event, on January 14, 2017 at Tête Gallery in Berlin.
Sebastopol Center for the Arts
I am happy that one of my collages will be included in the Marvelous exhibition at the Sebastopol Center for the Arts, from January 6 - February 12, 2017.
The Neighbors at Museum für Photographie
I am happy to announce that The Neighbors will be included in the upcoming exhibition Landschaft. Umwelt. Kultur. Über den transnationalen Einfluss der New Topographics (Landscape. Environment. Culture. About the Transnational Influence of the New Topographics) at the Museum für Photographie in Braunschweig, Germany.

I'm proud to have my work shown with many other fantastic European photographers. It opens October 22nd, 2015.
The Neighbors in F-Stop Magazine
I'm pleased to have a portion of The Neighbors included in the October-November edition of F-Stop Magazine, themed Where we live.
#UpcomingPositions in Berlin
I've moved to Berlin, and just had my first exhibition here! Rasche Ripken Gallery, a fabulous gallery in Berlin-Mitte, asked me to participate in #UpcomingPositions, part of the Berlin Gallery Weekend the first weekend in May. We were 20 artists, all of whom were not on the rosters of major Berlin galleries, but whose work they like. It was a fabulous show, and well attended. Hopefully, the first of many.
The Meds I'm On
My days of losing words is being shown in The Meds I'm On, a group exhibition at the Instinct Gallery in Minneapolis, Minnesota, from March 21 - May 9, 2015.
Soirées Fotograficas
I'm happy to announce that this month, the work from my book My days of losing words will be shown all throughout Argentina as part of the Soirées Fotograficas slide shows, along with 24 other international photographers. If you are in Argentina in August or September, please check it out!
Book Signing II
I will be doing a book signing at Kehrer Verlag's pop up bookstore during the Rencontres d'Arles Festival on July 11 at 7pm. Come meet me and get a copy of My days of losing words.
Book Signing
I will be signing books at the Kehrer Verlag booth (B2, the New York lot) at Paris Photo LA on April 25 from 4-5pm. Come get a signed copy of My days of losing words!
Television Coverage
CBS and ABC news came to interview me about My days of losing words and my artist talk with the med students at UCLA. Follow the links to view the videos: ABC Los Angeles | CBS Los Angeles
Upcoming Solo Show
I am excited to announce that the LRC Gallery at the David Geffen School of Medicine at UCLA will be presenting the first solo show of My days of losing words this November, accompanying the release of my book based on the work. The exhibition will be up through February.
Me, Myself and I
My work will be a part of the Me, Myself and I exhibition at Rayko Gallery, juried by David Hilliard, opening September 12, up through mid October.
The exhibition pictures the individual, through self-portraiture, images of self-discovery and identity, pictures of friends, family, and place. All proceeds from this juried show will go to support PhotoAlliance. PhotoAlliance is a nonprofit organization dedicated to supporting the understanding, appreciation and creation of contemporary photography.
New Directions
My work will be in the two New Directions exhibitions at Wall Space Gallery in 2013 curated by Ann Jastrab. The January show is at the Santa Barbara gallery and the February show is in Seattle.

Thank you for reaching out. I look forward to hearing from you.

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