" in a blink "


moments of serendipity, and how we find each other out in the world.

she called out to me in the street, and i was at unawares. just the recognition wasn't enough. i could see a familiar shape, but dusk was descending, and maybe it could've been someone telling me my backpack was open.

but it wasn't at all.

separated briefly by a red light and how one cannot help but smile because you know hellos are in order. we greeted warmly, talked and strolled. then walked our way down south through the city, through the park. into and between the soft lights amidst the darkness.

everything looked brand new with another set of eyes peering around corners. exploration doesn't have to be rushed. you don't need to whip past so many things in order to feel like you did it, that you were there, that it meant something.

sometimes the slow pace is where you find out the most about yourself, your environment, and each other.

tonight's homework:

take a long walk with a friend to a destination unknown. keep your eyes open for everything and anything.


" you are not alone "


chin up!

our moment here is so brief, but the lasting effects of our lives are so long. you're making an impact each day, and everyone notices.

the most simple action has significant impact, sometimes without you noticing. there is love, positive energy, bliss, and solace in your every interaction.

this is not to say do the bare minimum. be out in the world. walk the streets and paths through the city, town, village. the more time you put into seeing the world around you, the more you'll benefit from being in it.

the more care you put into your relationships and conversations, the more you're gleam and shimmer.

whenever you feel down, know that you are that special ingredient which makes it all worthwhile. there is no one quite like you, and even in those times you feel like you don't deserve it, you are praised, needed, wanted, desired, and integral to this whole thing.

tonight's homework:

the universe is so much better with you in it, so leave that desk, talk a stroll, and see what fantastic mischief you can get yourself into.


" the end of things is the beginning "


sometimes the good news is bad news while bad news is still bad news, screaming is pleasurable though you go hoarse, crying is happiness and your guts ache with joy, cuts are thrilling though the thrill is breif, pain is exhilerating while a soft touch excruciating. 

we revel in this gray area emotional wonderland of reality and fantasy mashing all the best parts together. if there a true sense of happiness without the somber, or a sense of the self without the sense of mortality? how can you know a true contentment until you know where the parameters of the spectrum are?

i am the interconnected three-dimensional venn diagram with so may shaded-in areas, who could help but notice the Self that i am. my certain flavor is so complex, some do not know how to react; am i a relief or a menace?

sometimes the end of things are the beginning, and we've nothing to do but ponder, meet it at the gates, allow it in, and deal with the crossing of the line. too many things intersect at the same time to think of anything as a straight line. so take a moment, and feel free to move on.

tonight's homework:

ake some time to reevaluate your true interests. are they safe? are they detrimental? do they make you proud? would the continuation of them make your parents blush? have a think upon your base motivations, and see where that line of thought takes you. i bet more than anything, you'll rediscover that you may have been correct about yourself all along, and that nothing at all is wrong with anything.


" in dark times "


dear yourself in dark times,

right now you are doing great, and doing great things. it's summertime, and the sun is shining high and hot in a clear blue. the season has shifted, and each day, everything is looking up and forward.

but when you feel all other lights are dimmed and fleeting, i will try my best to be a light for you.

no more sadness no more loneliness, no more anguish or despair. i am always nearby, willing to help.

the best things about this life are those things that you can count on. and you can count on me.


you from ten minutes ago

tonight's homework:

remind yourself that you are awesome, loved, important, and meaningful.


" immanent curiosity "


you must attempt to always be your best Self, against all odds, and for the explicit benefit of those around you. people will come into your life, and it is up to you to meet them with a full force. being present both in heart as well as body.

taking yourself out of the equation then, must mean that you found it permissible to sacrifice your honor and deny people of your winsome everything. you're probably thinking now that you're not as great as you think you are on your best day.

and you'd be right, if not for the fact that a thought process like that is so common, to feel down on oneself or self-deprecating to bring yourself down, in order to give others the opportunity to bring you back up, is completely boring.

be open to people and places, opportunities and tangents, to altered plans and eyes meeting and holding, lingering, acknowledging before looking away.

you are not alone, and no one should hold sway on your mood or demeanor unless it's to lift you up, make you feel better, or support you in your many endeavors. some amazing people are just plain awesome, and you are too.

tonight's homework:

find that special someone, and invite them to meet you at the threshold of your potential, and allow yourself the permission to overcome your own limitations.



just having a movement in your legs propelling you forward, destination unknown…or known, will allow you the opportunity to see so many new things.

you’ll see textures, smell alluring smells, feel surfaces, and other sensory stimulation as well. plural! i promise!

put one foot in front of the other. walk in a direction previously unexplored. take a friend or two, or three. now you’re doing it.

that’s it. you’ve got it.





" freeing yourself to be free "


expanding yourself, opening up yourself, being honest and forthright. these attributes do not go unmarked and unnoticed. you are an artist ever-creating, ever-flexing, and ever-exploring past predetermined and perceived boundaries.

if you look closely, really take the time and take a close look, you'll see that many lines and borders are not there. you'll begin to feel great weights slough away, and the release of tension is so immediate and frank, that a supreme lightness could well up in your entirety.

this sense of Self-realization, this aura of contentment and hope, of shifting towards something amazing and without shame, this is the moment of clarity you've been seeking perhaps.

and perhaps it's just a blip. perhaps it's just a lick of a 9-volt, a scrape of your shin along a jagged exposed curb, a sudden flush of blood to your face, a riot of crackles from a bonfire which singes your arm hair because you got too close.

you're on the edge of the edge in ululating waves which wash and flow over your skin. you are in the water with arms spread. you are on land with your legs pumping without strain as you run and run and run. you are in the sky defying physics, eyes open wide, laughing raucously amidst the surrounding atmosphere.

tonight's homework:

since absolutely no one responded to my call, please continue to work on the previous assignment (CONTEST!), or in the least consider it as an opportunity to do something out of routine for the weekend and the upcoming week.

maybe this proves to me that although people might be reading this blog, no one seems to want to engage. this is fine with me, but if you want to engage, if you feel like you have something to say and share, i just want you to know that it's okay to share with me.

i'm therefore extending the contest one week. the new deadline will be good friday, march 29th. other than that, be good to friends and strangers alike; the rewards are ceaseless.


" laying yourself open and bare for all to see "


when you decide to create a piece of art, you must first attempt to understand what it means to want to make that art. there is such a spectrum of people whom i've met that say they're artists, but they never make anything, or do anything, or embody anything.

they're not tortured or deep or special or quixotic or definitive or desirable or haunting or any of the things that makes anyone interesting. and we've all been that version of a person or artist before i'm sure.

of course there are moments when you must create and collaborate out of the sheer need to understand yourself, and this is the particular vein that i seem to explore over and over in my portraiture work.

i want i want to know the perimeters of my limitations, and how i can go about crossing over that defined border. in laying yourself bare for all to see, the desire for your expression may begin to take shape.

i want to be more myself in every moment, and in photographing others, i find that sense of truth, beauty, savage calm, sense of bravery, vulnerability, and strength. in laying yourself bare for all to see, the desire for your expression may begin to take shape.

if any of this interests you, and you feel like you want to explore your perceived limitations with a fellow artist, please feel free to contact me. i'm always looking looking looking, and always finding finding finding.

tonight's homework:

take a chance on yourself and give yourself permission to be honest.


" a realistic standard "


and when do i say to myself, "this is it. this is enough. i've accomplished something." and when do i say it, and mean it?

is it enough to know that i'm doing the craft that i love to do, that i'm compelled to do, sometimes without reason? is it enough? and what is the metric of such a success?

to know no end to the images dreampt up in my head, to know no satisfaction or perfection, to never extend tat feeling of bliss that begins with a conversation, and ends with an exposure. these are the elements of my therapy.

photography being a tool for expression, exploration, reality, documentation, fantasy, memory, and on and on and on. it exists and without my interaction and execution, none of these images would be in the world.

each one beautiful in its own right, each one precious. each one necessary, and each one on purpose to some degree. it feels at times the images are scratching upon the walls of my mind begging for a release. the constant torment the catalyst for a myriad of moments of fond exertion.

blows to the eye in milliseconds. blows to the heart which linger. i wake up and see the potential of these images flicker and glitter in the sun coming through the trees. i go to sleep and see the looming apparitions of these images conjure themselves manifest in that time in between awakedness and slumber.

to have such blessed demons coaxing the very best out of you is a state indeed.

tonight's homework:

ask yourself why you make your work, why it's important to you, and why it's necessary to have your work in the world. ask yourself these questions, and know the answer.