Shot with a Canon t2i using a 50mm, f1.4 lensFocus lost somewhere over forgotten years, use’s quota filled with only dust pressing keys. Set for observance, glimpses into an aging past, antiquated and the bokeh for a crisp present sprung from small footprints. Letters still the thread, new needles weave words, rounder edges and softer […]
Read MoreFocus lost somewhere over forgotten years, use’s quota filled with only dust pressing keys. Set for observance, glimpses into an aging past, antiquated and the bokeh for a crisp present sprung from small footprints. Letters still the thread, new needles weave words, rounder edges and softer volumes with sirens’ calls cast the world over. Pulp […]
Read MoreLow sky, sun drowned within an infinite horizon, stretched into death with a final breath of pink hue kissing night. Another life awaits, the sounds of crickets working their mating calls, and eyes search the dark for signs of light – of love – in those sparkling pin-pricks millions of years old. Traversing epochs of […]
Read MoreThis is what happens when a friend asks you for a favor and you haven’t shot something in a long, long time. Haha. The tale behind the clip:My friend Art has a serious passion for exercising. Triathlons, iron-man trials, biking, marathons, and what-have-you. You know what else Art likes a lot? BEER. Like, A LOT. […]
Read MoreIn this battle of habits, failing tendencies tug with innate ferocity, familiar as breathing. The commendable effort cracks in imagined perception, tasting of rotten fruit; sickening sour attached at the start of every intention with no memory of the sugar and salt awarded at each drive’s end. The pen falls simply, easily, leaving untold stories […]
Read MoreShot with a Canon t2i using a 50mm, f1.4 lensLow sky, sun drowned within an infinite horizon, stretched into death with a final breath of pink hue kissing night. Another life awaits, the sounds of crickets working their mating calls, and eyes search the dark for signs of light – of love – in those […]
Read MoreWalking through Summer, their locked hands discovered. She white with expectation and gentle apprehension. Him gray with duty and protective thoughts. The procession stood to greet their sun bathed entrance as children laughed and swam in view behind revelers and under cloudless blue futures. A man awaited to bind his future to her, gray seeking […]
Read MoreShot with a Canon t2i using a 50mm, f1.4 lensIn this battle of habits, failing tendencies tug with innate ferocity, familiar as breathing. The commendable effort cracks in imagined perception, tasting of rotten fruit; sickening sour attached at the start of every intention with no memory of the sugar and salt awarded at each drive’s […]
Read MoreClasped in clandestine embrace, a knot with no release and fused souls entwine, singing a silent chorus reverberating through nervous figures. Tensions at the sight of each other. Wringing hands, sweat beading, shifting weight on tense heels, awaiting connection. Breath arrests at simple admissions, commonalities, spirit sightings and courteous discourse. No apparition, no absence of […]
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