ATJ PHOTOGRAPHY

I will not commit to an aesthetic.

My Place on the interent

I don’t have a brick-and-mortar gallery; I’m not sure I want one…

But I do capture movement. I capture moments. I’m sitting on a trove of memories I want accessible for anyone interested. IG is limiting (and an ad). TikTok is banned (and an ad). Pinterest is…an ad. So, this is my lackadaisical attempt at cultivating an environment - for myself and for you - that gives me the freedom to share my visual creations and collaborations. It’s dependent, I suppose, on y’all finding me, which may require…an ad…but hey. I really do want you here witnessing. Witnessing what? Well, everything I care to share. Thank you for being here.

Photographer and model Alyssa Johnson looks over her shoulder through a water droplet splashed glass shower door. There is a melancholy expression on her face.

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My wife is fucking ethereal ✨ Photographing her beauty in our backyard, held by trees, sunshine, and fur babies 💛🐾🏜️🌴 (Winter is a myth in Moon Valley) December, 2024
Oct 2024
//Happy Pride Y’all - BE GAY 💛// (Alternative Caption: I love you, Dustyn 🫂 you are all and you are more) **Please note my visceral RAGE at not being able to use any song from The Haunting of Bly Manor as the music for this post. What a cri
THIS - - Is a Dexter motivation post. That is you, @magicschoolbusdropout_1 - in this moment. ✨But see slide three✨ YOU PREVAIL. Because you’re you and you always do🫂 This next week may suck BUT! BUT! It will pass and you will succeed AND
March 2024
V1 (there are many) March, 2024
3 moments from Dec 2023
March, 2024
Self Portraits
🌻 2023
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(…or don’t. social media fucking sucks)

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Future Collaborators - get in touch and let’s start a project <3

Artists of any kind! I promise there’s a conversation to be had, no matter how far apart we seem, how aesthetically estranged we are, or how distant our “respective fields” seem to place us. I’m here, you’re here. Reach out.