THROUGH MY LENS: Like falling water
I expected a dinosaur to step out at any moment, it was a place so otherworldly to me.
Becoming a Mental Traveler
After all, I can travel to so many more places inside than I probably ever will, or could, in reality…
THROUGH MY LENS: Empty places
Life was simply different there, and you had to look a lot harder, or closer, to find it.
THROUGH MY LENS: Taking chances
Was it someone’s nickname? A wish? A warning? A confession?
Hitting the Trail
I decided to do… something that got me moving through the world in a way that reminded me of how beautiful it can be, and that I needed to enjoy each and every day while I can.
THROUGH MY LENS: the things they carried
The world was surely a very different place… yet I can’t help but believe people themselves weren’t that dissimilar from who they are now.
THROUGH MY LENS: lion on the hill
He seemed a lion born in a time of peace, meant to enjoy his time in the sun.
Death Valley: Wherever You Go, There You Are
There is almost no place to hide in the desert. It is open, honest, impartial…soft as sand and hard as stone.
LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: strange loves
It’s only until recently that i think I am finally relaxing into who I am, and into who I will become.
THROUGH MY LENS: smoke and mirrors
We just need to open our eyes and look ourselves and each other straight in the eye, asking, who do we truly want to be?
