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Ghosting
Every one of us is a block of clay, malleable and soft. I don’t believe that this changes over our lifetime – like the shaper is constantly misting the block to keep it pliable and impressionable. Maybe stretches of time harden the clay for a time, but never are we solidified to stone. Yet even…
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In The Darkness
I love the promise of darkness. The hidden treasure just out of sight, the barest sliver of information from a flashlight or camera flash. The photo heading this post is from a side road leading to the coast in Washington state. It was rainy on the day, and I was using a camera picked up…
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On The Road
I’ve come to believe in a sort of magic that exists in the confines of a car on a road trip. It’s in the rumble and silence, the rain on the windshield and smears and smudge of the windows. The undefinable smell of aging plastic, the candy bar wrapper in the footwell, dirt from your…
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Ascendant : part two
He awakes some time later, unsure of how much time has passed. From his position on the ground, he finds a surprising and dizzying level of detail in the grit of the concrete slab. He lays where he is, afraid to move for fear of his injury. Time passes. The sky flows across the sea…
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Ascendant : part one
He wakes in his trailer, the quiet sound of the desert wind rustling the curtains hanging above his bed. The light filters in like flour, falling to rest gently upon the rise and fall of a threadbare blanket. The neighborhood is quiet these days. It’s been some time now since the crunch and squeal of…
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A new adventure
I don’t rightly know what this space will be for as of yet, but I sure do miss throwing my thoughts out into the aether. I think I’ll try and use this as a space to be more intentional about my photography projects, and maybe other art stuff too. It seems right to view my…
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