Adam Michael Waldo is a photographer, adventurer, and model based out of Seattle, Washington. A life-long passion for travel informs both his world-view and his artwork. The work he produces gives expression to a fascination with form in all its stark beauty, strength, and simplicity. There is a visceral quality to his work that highlights the subtle immediacy of what is essential. The strength of his vision lies in his ability to show us the aesthetic webbing of reality—the conjuring of universality in the particular. A landscape, a sea-worn piece of driftwood, the spires, angles, and planes of a skyscraper or telephone pole—things that within each of our daily lives we may see, relish briefly (not exactly knowing what about it moves us), and then go on without a second thought—these he sets about stripping with near surgical precision in order to coax to life an impression that sticks with us long after we have viewed it through his eyes. Like the landscapes Hemingway describes through language, Waldo peels away sentimentality, subjectivity, and all that lends itself to cut-rate, overly-emotionalized artwork so that one is confronted with a thing the way that it truly is in itself. This uncompromising dedication to the representation of form strikes deeply not only into his portrayal of a specific subject, but also into the mind and being of his viewer. We recognize—though may not always have the words to describe—the exact clarity and strength of his vision. Lesser artists constantly seek to endow their subject matter with the colors of their own emotions, with the result being something lacking in universality. Waldo recognizes (as did Hemingway, Kubrick, and Frank Lloyd Wright) that the essence of the subject belongs to the subject alone. The subjects he chooses reveal themselves to us in their most stark or delicate skin—we are left confronting the thing itself, in all of its uninterpretable splendor. This is why his photography stays with us; this is why certain artists’ work remains just as alive and vital now as it was years ago. We are confronted the mysterious building blocks of the universe in his pictures. We are startled by the mysterious building blocks of ourselves in his pictures.
(excerpt courtesy of Ben Hewitt)