Southern Shots Photography

There’s a distinct feeling to fresh asphalt before the morning rush takes over. Standing at street level on Market Street in Clinton, Tennessee, looking up the incline toward the historic brick facades, you can immediately feel the impact of the transformation. Originally established in 1801 as Burrville before being renamed in 1809 to honor New York Governor George Clinton, this town has centered its identity around these very streets for over two centuries. The long-awaited Market Street...

There is a distinct, unshakeable energy in catching a city when it isn't paying attention. When you walk down Market Square on any given afternoon, it’s easy to get lost in the noise — the chatter, the moving traffic, the rush from one door to the next. But as photographers, our job isn't to capture the noise. Our job is to isolate the quiet, cinematic beats hiding right inside it. This frame is a perfect example of what happens when you stop trying to control every variable and start letting...

It is easy to love a city for its loudest moments. It’s easy to feel the spark when Neyland Stadium is shaking on a crisp autumn Saturday, or when the sun dips below the Tennessee River, painting the sky in shades of deep amber and violet, but if you only pay attention to the headliners, you miss the actual heartbeat of this place. True, lasting love for Knoxville is found in the quiet, in-between spaces. It is found in the honest, unpolished textures that define our everyday lives here —...