alex hendrickson
alex hendrickson
writer | creative mind | photographer

writer | creative mind | photographer

 

I am a writer and photographer based in Nashville, Tennessee. 

creating community through words and photos

 

examples of my work + talents

 
store highlight origional published  here  | image: caroline sharpnack

store highlight origional published here | image: caroline sharpnack

editorial writing

published on StyleBlueprint.com

The collection includes items new and old, ranging from upholstered pieces from CoCoCo to antiques from Tibet and China to Hollywood lights restored by John Scarpati — all of which have enduring appeal. “We imagine our customer as someone who wants their place to be a reflection of their own path and stories,” explains Michael. “The soul of Royal Circus is in the thrill of discovering and finding things that enrich your life profoundly.”

Everything in the store was purposefully chosen, even the flamboyant, faux ostrich chair. There doesn’t seem to be any disagreement on what constitutes a Royal Circus piece. “If you give us a list of 100 products and told us to pick 90, we would pick the same ones — even if you told us to pick 15,” Geoffery says. The overlap in taste and appreciation for unique, quality pieces is what makes the partnership successful.

When Michael and Geoffery point to their favorite items, they both gravitate towards antiques and upholstered pieces. Geoffery is smitten with a chest from the Chinese province of Shanxi that was crafted in the 1840s. Michael leads us to a 1860s banquet that has been slightly up cycled. Two other items they hold near and dear to their hearts are the Hollywood lights and the CoCoCo couches.


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written for Relief Without Boarders

At Relief Without Borders, our focus is on communicating shared human experience across cultures through portraits, videos, and stories and engaging people around the world to take part in providing basic goods and necessities to families in need. We work to provide relief to those suffering injustice and poverty in developing countries.

We believe in transparency. We believe in international change. We showcase the need, provide immediate ways to help, and report. Our model helps voices be heard and allows an avenue for you to become part of our movement of change.

The awareness and empowerment project was formed to give a voice to the diverse people of developing countries and to allow that voice to be heard around the world. Along the way, we document the progress and change.

Today, we are fighting to make those voices stronger through education.

verbiage was provided for the entire  RWB website  in conjunction with the launch of their latest fundraising campaign

verbiage was provided for the entire RWB website in conjunction with the launch of their latest fundraising campaign


images + words for an editorial travel piece published  here

images + words for an editorial travel piece published here

editorial + travel photography

published on StyleBlueprint.com

The Rio Grande caught us by surprise. As we drove across the bridge, which spans 1,280 feet and sits 565 feet above the Rio Grande (making it the seventh highest bridge in the United States), we approached Taos, the fifth stop on our 3,488-mile road trip — let’s say 3,500 for good measure.

The trip took little thought and less planning, hence our surprise. I am not sure when the conversation started, or when the decision was made that we would take this adventure, but in late August, we embarked on a road trip that took us from Kansas City to Vail to Crested Butte to Telluride to Taos and to White Sands, with a stop in Memphis before heading back home to Nashville. As we made it from the flatlands of Kansas to the white sands of New Mexico, we ate tacos and slept in tents along the way. We sat down to what one Yelper called “the best Mexican food in Kansas” at a roadside restaurant in Kanopolis; we ate Colorado peaches as we made our way into the mountains; we got lost on hiking trails; we ate tacos again, this time smothered in spicy chile; and we saw white sands stretch as far as our eyes could see.