"Somewhere in a classic, run-of-the-mill backyard, a collection of action figures assemble. Their distinctive personas painted over skillfully sculpted plastic, their arms and legs constructed with the perfect amount of articulation. These figures belong to a world all their own, one unencumbered by real-life consequences, but with endless possibilities and outcomes."
I’ve been collecting action figures for as long as I can remember, and shooting photos of them for almost as long. It began with Star Wars in 1980 and quickly evolved into G.I. Joe and others as the decade rolled on. Inspired by the diorama photography in holiday catalogs and cross-sell inserts, I began recreating scenes in my backyard and photographing the adventures with my mom’s polaroid camera (when she wasn’t looking, of course).
After years away from the hobby, I’ve returned with renewed vigor; collecting and photographing the adventures of my figures all over my local neighborhood and wherever my travels take me; sparking some fun convos with strangers and weird looks from others.