Artists In Jackson: Sidney Wallace

Artists In Jackson: Sidney Wallace

Sidney Wallace will try just about anything once.

She’s sketched, painted, made wire jewelry, picked up beading, decorated cakes, attempted a tattoo apprenticeship, and, at one point, filmed her own drawing tutorials for YouTube.

That last one didn’t really take off.

“That didn’t really go well,” she says, laughing it off.

She’s in her early 20s and lives in Vandercook Lake. The through line in everything she does isn’t any particular medium. It’s curiosity.

Sidney’s mostly self-taught. As a kid, she would track down one of those YouTube tutorials just to figure out how something worked.

Art teachers in middle and high school kept her motivated, and she’s always had her dad – and her boyfriend, David – in her corner, cheering her on.

First-Place Finish

By chance, Sidney stumbled across an event on Facebook called Art Battle at Art 634.

The idea is simple: 10 artists, 20 minutes to paint something from scratch, and the audience votes on a winner.

She psyched herself up and signed up for the first-ever Art Battle in Jackson and won the whole thing. Then, Sidney entered the next competition and earned second place.

“If I can do that in 20 minutes, imagine what I can do in a few hours,” she says.

Those competitions lit a fire. Sidney started painting more seriously and found her people at Art 634, where she began vending and building connections in the local art community.

Brain On Mute

Sidney admits she has ADHD, and she’s open about what making art does for her.

When she’s deep in a piece, everything else disappears.

“My whole focus is on that piece,” she says. “It feels like my brain is pretty much shut off and in my hand, going at it.”

Music helps, too. Bring Me the Horizon used to be her go-to. Lately, Sidney enjoys a mix of rock and some hip-hop, but the purpose is the same: block out the noise and lock in on her craft.

Simple Tools

Ask Sidney what her favorite things to make are, and she’ll land on line art and jewelry.

Lately, she started using cheap pens from Dollar as a challenge, but also because they work.

“I just find it fun using cheaper stuff, see what I can do with it,” she says. “Why spend all this money on expensive stuff when the cheaper stuff, you do the same thing?”

Sidney’s jewelry-making started with wire crafts and a short-lived Etsy shop, then she fell down a research rabbit hole into beading.

Each of these media keeps her laser-focused. Sometimes, she’ll sit for hours without looking up.

Artists In Jackson: Sidney Wallace

Future Plans

Sidney’s day job is cake decorating at Country Market, a skill a supervisor handed her after noticing she was artistic. She’s been doing it since 2017 and brings the same care to a cake as she does to a canvas.

Her long-term vision is a bakery and gift shop where she sells her own work and gives other local artists a place to sell theirs, too.

“I want to have my stuff out there and have stuff to have like forever homes, people enjoying my art,” Sidney says.

You can find Sidney’s work on Facebook.

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Chicago In Abstract

This year, I’ve laid out a challenge for myself:

Get weird.

My photography style revolves around documentary photos. I tend to capture things as they are: people, objects, scenes, abandoned buildings.

Sure, I’ll play with the light, shadows, and color grading. But the camera captures the scene, framed by me, and that’s it. I mostly pay attention to light, shadow, shapes, contrast, and color. 

What I have a hard time with is experimenting. Playing. Doing anything other than capturing scenes as I see them (with a few exceptions that I think turned out well).

While we spent time in Chicago on spring break, I took the opportunity to use rainy days, windows, and reflections to play with the scenes around the city.

Even if nothing comes of it, it’s important to try something new and see where it goes.

Maybe nowhere. Maybe it’s a side quest.

“Why not?” is a great place to start. 

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Chicago People

I often struggle with street photography. For one, I don’t live near a major metropolitan area, so I don’t get a lot of practice.

And for two, when I do street photography, I feel like I capture people from too far away. Rarely, I’ll get the right conditions and have a great session or day out in the city. 

During our most recent trip to Chicago, I gave myself a challenge: get closer. Capture people, not necessarily scenes with people. 

With the Canon EOS M2 and 22mm f/2, that means I have to get close – sometimes uncomfortably close. But that’s part of the challenge. 

And you grow with a little bit of discomfort, right?

Walking around town with my family, I tried to stay incognito with my little mirrorless camera. I set the lens to f/8 and try to react quickly to grab a person on the street. 

Sometimes it worked great. Other times, I would misfire or miss focus. But over the long weekend, I grabbed enough close shots of people that I started to get comfortable with this new way of shooting.

Here’s what I noticed: people stare at their phones. It’s such a modern thing, but it’s true – you rarely catch someone just looking, walking, sitting, or engaging in conversation without a glowing screen in front of them. 

I really noticed that when I got back and looked at the photos. Phones everywhere. 

All in all, the challenge was successful.

Even with the limitations of a 35mm field of view and a slow-focusing M2, there were enough opportunities to grab people (and pets!) face-on, and enough anonymity in a big city like Chicago, to get some decent street photography.

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Chicago In Black and White

Back to Chicago – this time with the kids on Spring Break.

I brought along the Canon EOS M2 and EF-M 22mm f/2. One lens, one perspective, one view of the Windy City.

Or lots of views: through windows, outside and inside, on the train, people walking through the streets.

Street photography wasn’t the point of this trip. It rarely is, but taking along a camera to catch the sights – well, you grab things as you see them.

And as always, I saw a lot. So you can expect a few days of Chicago photos here on the blog.

Today? It’s all black and white using Mastin Labs’ Tri-X 400 emulation in Lightroom, my favorite as of late. Nice grain, just the right amount of contrast.

That’s my kind of monochrome. For my kind of town.

Sweet home (away from home) Chicago.

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Us and Them

No Kings rally in Lansing, Michigan

But storytelling photography still matters because it’s the closest thing we have to empathy made visible. It’s the one art form that can collapse the distance between “them” and “us.” It turns suffering into understanding, moments into meaning, strangers into witnesses.

A storytelling image has no expiration date. It doesn’t need hashtags or virality. It lives in the collective conscience. It becomes part of how we remember history, not the way it was framed, but the way it was felt.

…Becoming a well-rounded photographer is not about becoming perfect. It’s about becoming present. It’s about remembering that the camera isn’t a shield between you and the world, it’s a bridge. A good photograph doesn’t ask the viewer to admire you; it asks them to feel something.

– Jared Thomas Tapy at The Creative Connection (here’s the video version)

I felt a lot last weekend at the No Kings rally in Lansing, Michigan – like this counter protester who was peacefully escorted off the capitol lawn after smacking someone in the face with his giant cross.

Point your camera at the things that matter. It does you and the world a bit of good.

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No Kings - Lansing, Michigan

No Kings Rally – Lansing, Michigan

If you grew up in a chaotic household – either because of dysfunctional or egotistical parents, a troubled family, or any of the many, many ways kids can have it tough – you can usually go one of two ways: either protect yourself and build a life that avoids that chaos, or fall into chaos yourself.

As an adult, I’ve spent a lot of my life shielding my sanity against such chaos. I had enough growing up. Why do I need any more craziness in my adulthood?

Which is why, when I look at the U.S. government, I see nothing but predators and idiots that sow discord, resentment, and trouble in our own country and around the world.

So I’ll support the side of rationality, easily. 

I’ve heard from some of my Trump-supporting colleagues that we don’t have kings in America. But that’s missing the point.

The point: anyone who puts their own name on buildings and wants their own signature on our currency sure looks and acts like a king.

That’s not to mention the wars, killings, corruption, and lawlessness. 

When the No Kings movement announced a new round of protests the last weekend in March, I had to go and document it. I brought along my Canon 5D and set of EF lenses (28mm, 50mm, and 85mm) to capture the protestors, signs, and merriment on a lovely, sunny Spring morning in Lansing, Michigan, near our state’s capitol building.

And it was a good time. Lots of smiling faces, shared commitment, and even a bit of fun. It was also orderly and peaceful.

Unlike the chaos in Washington, D.C. 

 

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Spring Skies

Beautiful sunset on an almost-spring evening. It was that kind of atmosphere that turns everything a different color. 

Even the kids had to take out their phones and capture the magic:

Captured on the Canon EOS M6 and EF-M Viltrox 23mm f/1.4.

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Headlock on Hunger - Jackson, Michigan

Headlock on Hunger

Want to know a secret?

I’m a wrestling fan. Have been since I was a kid.

So when an old friend, who came out of a four-year retirement to wrestle, gave me a heads-up on some indy wrasslin’ for a good cause? Count me in. 

I took my daughter, who joins me for my annual Royal Rumble and Wrestlemania watches, to watch a series of surprisingly good matches. The Headlock On Hunger event even included a 20-man battle royale. 

This could easily become a longer-term project for me.

The sweaty gym setting. The vocal crowd. The hard hits and potential bumps – it was all there. And it was a blast to capture. 

Shot on the Canon 5D mark II and EF 100mm f/2.8, and EOS M6 with the Viltrox 23mm f/1.4.

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Date Night

For Valentine’s Day, we were gifted a charcuterie-making class at Sandhill Crane Vineyards.

So: date night! We learned how to carve radishes, arrange cheeses, and cut pepper blossoms, all while enjoying live music and plenty of wine. 

To stay unobtrusive, I brought along my Canon EOS M6 and the Viltrox 23mm f/1.4 – a great combo for these kinds of low-light situations. 

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Get Out

February was rough for me. Emotionally, work-wise – everything felt like it was crashing down.

My family noticed how irritable I was. I felt it, too: waking up every day tired, wanting to go to bed early every night.

I was in a funk. So I got out of the house.

It’s amazing what a little sunshine and fresh winter air will do for the spirit.

And not to oversimplify it, but getting in my car, driving around town, and making photos was exactly what I needed. 

I had my mental photo checklist handy – little spots around town that, given the right light, I wanted to visit and photograph. So I grabbed my trusty Canon 5D (classic!) and 40mm lens, along with a new pickup – the EF 200mm f/2.8 – and hit the town.

This evening was perfect, with the sun setting and the snow turning blue. I stopped at everything from mall parking lots to rooftop parking garages, and lots of places in between. 

“Make your own little adventure,” I kept telling myself. Grab the dog, throw the camera gear in the car, and hit the road. Just because.

It does a soul good.

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Impromptu Portraits

We had the weekend in Chicago – just the two of us, two whole days to make some good trouble.

My wife, Jaime, is starting to put herself out there as a business owner. She’s a music therapist, so many of her professional portraits feature a guitar of some sort.

With her new enterprise, she wanted some professional images without an instrument. 

So we wandered around Chicago’s loop, walked inside some boutique hotel lobbies, and made some headshots before we got kicked out.

And it was fun. We felt like two teenagers who, at any moment, were going to get caught somewhere they shouldn’t have been.

There was one high-end luxury hotel in particular where I felt the lobby desk’s eyes were on us. But in each location, nothing happened. We got off scot-free. 

The photos? They were just what Jaime was looking for – wardobe changes and all.

If there’s a lesson here, it’s that you should use your photography superpowers to help people, especially people you know and love.

Take them up on their creative idea. You might have a great time doing it. 

All images shot on the Canon EOS M6 and a few EF-M lenses.

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Chicago In Winter

It wasn’t our first time in Chicago during the winter.

This time, we were in town for the weekend to see Brandi Carlile and, the next day, wander into downtown Chicago for some new headshots for my wife (more on those later).

Wandering the streets around The Loop, I couldn’t help but grab some pictures. 

All images shot on the Canon EOS M6 and a few EF-M lenses.

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What Makes Up a Life

You don’t need to be in a war zone for your images to have value. You don’t need to be documenting historical upheaval for your pictures to matter. The revolution happening in your living room, your kid learning to walk, your parent getting older, the slow accumulation of years on your own face, that’s history too. That’s the stuff that makes up a life.

– Ali O’Keefe

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Grandma’s House

Grandma Williams died on December 6.

Since then, we’ve been picking up the pieces – some figurative, some literal.

For instance, we adopted Grandma’s dog, Bruno. We had to take her cable box back and shut off her mobile phone.

We found Kodak Carousels with thousands of film slides in a closet, carefully labelled and organized by subject and year: Disney World, Kentucky horse shows, Alaska, and family dinners. Like my own film archiving project, this one will keep me busy, getting all those positive film slides scanned. 

Walking around the empty house, we remember what it was like at Christmas, full of family and noise. There are the awesome Star Wars curtains, the hundreds of puzzles, and the dinnerware that hasn’t changed in decades.

Nothing has really changed. And yet everything has. 

We used to sit by Grandma at church, up in the balcony, and go to lunch afterwards – usually Bob Evans or Olive Garden. 

She was a constant in our lives, our kids’ lives. Every birthday, Mother’s Day, or ice cream social.

There were summer Sundays on Lake Michigan, at our usual spot in the South Haven state park. 

Now: an empty house, tax records going back to the 1960s, and all this stuff.

She was an incredible woman – strong and proud. After 90-plus years, there’s a lot of legacy and love to sort through now, too.

So here we are, at Grandma’s house.

 

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How Photography Creates Emotional Connection

Emotion is the heart of candid photography. Real emotion cannot be forced. It appears naturally when people feel comfortable.

Candid photos often show subtle feelings. A relaxed posture, a thoughtful pause, or spontaneous laughter adds depth to the image. These small details help viewers feel connected.

Because the moments are real, the emotion feels familiar. The viewer recognizes themselves in the image. That connection makes candid photography memorable.

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The Enduring Photo: Winter at South Haven, Michigan

Looking through my photo archives recently, I stumbled on photos from a memorable winter trip with my now-wife to South Haven, Michigan. The result of that trip was one of my favorite photos.

I know: we Michiganders are wacky. In college, I took a spring break trip north, to Toronto, instead of south, as most sane people do.

And here we were, a fairly young couple during a freezing cold February, taking a weekend holiday to the icy Lake Michigan shore. We spent a day walking around South Haven, talking to some locals, and wandering over to the lighthouse to catch an amazing winter sunset. 

It was there, on the walkway out to the lighthouse, that I caught this couple holding hands while they shuffled along the path:

It might be one of my most enduring pictures: it won first prize in my local county fair photo competition, it remains one of my most-viewed photos on Flickr, etc. This photo is one of my favorites, too (though it’s hard to go wrong in South Haven, especially in the summer). 

When we talk about photos and light as feelings, this is an example of an image that has endured.

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Archiving Family Photos: My Process

For people of a certain age (elder Millennial here), we grew up on the edge of film photography and digital photography. We witnessed the transition unfold firsthand. Our childhoods were captured on film, while our 20s and 30s were mobile and digital.

It’s kind of like when our grandparents’ celebrities – Bob Hope, for example – were still alive when we were kids, but maybe a little past their prime. We knew of them, understood their importance, but weren’t emotional when they passed.

We saw it all come and go, and we had to make the transition from one phase to another. Print photos were still a big thing until about 20 years ago. And now, with film photography making a comeback, it’s like we (and the folks a little older and younger than us) are rediscovering physical photos. 

Take family photo albums. They’re like heirlooms. Chances are, people around my age were blessed with thick, ring-bound family albums. If we’re lucky, we still have them.

I had a treasured set of photo albums that I recovered after my mother passed away. But, my brain asks, what if something happens to those albums? What if they get wet? Or lost?

That’s why, a few years back, I made it a project to scan all my childhood photos for safekeeping. If something ever happened to the actual physical photos, I made sure to have a backup.

And now, I’m backing up that backup to Flickr – in a semi-private album. I pay for a Flickr Pro membership, which gives me unlimited uploads. If my backup drives were trashed, I have an off-site system to keep those photos safe. 

 

How do I create the scanned backup?

  1. I take all of my photos and scan them – putting several pictures on the scanning bed, to help with efficiency (see above)
  2. Next, I crop each individual photo out of the scan and save it, labelling it by the year and subject name
  3. With the photos scanned and saved, I keep all of these scans safe and sound via the two backups above: an external hard drive, and an off-site backup

There are lots of ways to do this. My method takes some time and patience, but I have control over the whole process, front to back. 

So while I still live in both worlds – print and digital – I found a process that uses both types of media to keep my family photos secure. 

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Film February

Film, it seems, is all the rage again.

It’s the ultimate anti-AI photography platform: analog, messy, imperfect. As digital photography gets better and better, some of us want to slow down and embrace the physical.

My own film journey is…nothing noteworthy. I have a few film cameras, a bag full of various films in my freezer, and every once in a while, I’ll pick up my Canon AE-1 or Olympus Trip and snap a photo around the house, when the light is just right. 

I recently sent off a few roles to The Darkroom to get developed. When they came back, the photos were…all right. A little messy and imperfect. The funny thing was, it was like traveling back in time.

“When did I take that?” I ask myself. I even forget which film it was. 

This month, I’m diving into my film archive and sharing some select pictures on Instagram and Flickr. 

For me, film photography is the ultimate experiment. The top of the I-don’t-care mountain. Whatever comes, comes.

Enough time passes between developed rolls that the years don’t matter. The subject doesn’t matter. Nothing matters.

Just the image, the light, and the moment captured.

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Allowing Our Intuition

Against Explaining

What if, from time to time, we allow our intuition to lead, both in creating and experiencing art, without immediately asking to justify itself? If we are not afraid to enter unknown, unexplainable spheres in creating and receiving it, and if we hold off trying to understand the process and technique just a little longer to just focus on its effect on us? Could we, perhaps, also come to an understanding of it? Could we still know a painting even if we don’t know its intention?

In a world where explanation, verification, and optimization are increasingly necessary, perhaps art can be the space where we can develop and learn to trust our own intuition.

Birgit Buchart

Advice worth remembering.

I don’t do new year resolutions, but something I’m trying to commit to in 2026: experimenting more. Trying new things out.

If 2024 and 2025 were a return to form, 2026 can be a zig zag. Not that I’m bored with my process or style, but I also want to stretch a bit. Get uncomfortable. Maybe try some more film photography. 

Trust my intuition more.

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