The world is flat, when you walk.

In my Father’s Footsteps.

Two Scans of 4x5 Contact Sheets-Mike Hitchcock

These images have always been very special to me because my father rarely shot large format. He wasn’t able to carry the equipment due to his hear condition, so the fact that these even exist amaze me.

Marked with Only Dates.

Looking at the frozen face of death, sucked the life out of me,

That black, blank, stare, left me cemented, could not move my feet,

All I heard was prayer, and gibberish in a foreign tongue, 

Wrinkled and wise, she held me close, told me they would watch me, and life wasn’t done,

Her golden crucifix twinkling in the ambient light, 

For all I knew life was done , but inside I knew this woman to be right, so I shuffled myself back into the colder, darker, night,

Could not even comprehend what I saw, what I experienced that evening,

All is lost to the roar of my tears, and the gentle sobbing of my best friend,

The devil even tried to talk to me, whispering warm words of jilted comfort, in order to seduce my very soul,

I know how to deal with the devil, how to make Beelzebub get on his knees,

Ol’ Scratch doesn’t know much about my story, because I would never tell,

Anything that you don’t want let out, don’t tell that wretched soul,

Now on my chest there lies a grave, marked with only dates,

A place of rest upon my chest, for them to know I won’t forget,

For them to know how close they are, were, and will be,

through all these valleys, and the multitude of shadows I will walk through,

I will fear only my weakness, and think only of you two,

That evening when I looked upon someone so close to me, my own blood and flesh,

Something changed in me forever, any innocence I did have evaporated,

Im left with photographs, mementos, and memories, 

It is not enough, It is not enough, It is not enough.

Walking to the Other Side

My name is Arthur Hitchcock and I am a 18 year old photographer/student. Last month my mom, Janet Hitchcock, passed away from Stage 4 Breast Cancer, leaving me on my own at 18. My father (also a photographer) passed away when I was 2 from a lifelong heart condition. Being on my own at such a young age, has made school/work almost impossible. For years I have been planning a cross-country trip, and now I think is the time to start. I will be walking alone in the Spring from Long Beach, CA to Maine. I would like to raise money to for Breast Cancer Research. I need help with sponsorship, publicity, and everything else. I really want to make an impact, and do something no one else ever has. I hope this reaches someone who is interested in helping me, or someone who can point me in the right direction as far as raising money and awareness. Eventually I would like for my house in Long Beach to develop into a community art center in memory of my parents and to everything they have done for me.
Also, this entire journey will be documented by me, with photographs and HD video. These will be uploaded to a blog all throughout the walk. (arthurhitchcock.tumblr.com)


HELP ME RAISE MONEY FOR A GREAT CAUSE, AND LETS TRY TO MAKE AN IMPACT! DONATIONS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED BUT NOT MANDATORY! 

Also, If you could spread the word to anyone you know that might be interested. Im in need of sponsors, and good old-fashioned connections.

Tell your parents, teachers, and anyone else that might be able to help. 

Thank You All.

DETAILS OF THE TRIP SOON TO BE RELEASED!!