movin’ on up

… and out!

same blog, new home.

let me know what you think!

happy easter

spring is in full swing.

happy easter! :)

neither here nor there

live what you preach

the orange line – hunting park station

grindin’.

stairway to heaven

. . . or escalator.

the orange line – hunting park station

beautiful people doing beautiful things.

queen of my heart

it is the subtleties in our relationships that can never be translated into words that make it a struggle.
it is not knowing that line distinguishing whether it’s the other person’s flaws or if you’re actually just looking at a mirror of your own that make it impossible.

&for once. i am not quite sure what to think of you, or myself.
but, what more can i do but to quietly wait for triumph?

it’s been a long time

i shouldn’t have left you
without a dope beat to step to.

sky’s the limit.

scribbles ii

a to z

had a much needed break from the frigid east coast cold.
a family excursion to arizona and a mini roadtrip to l.a.

an important lesson i learned during this trip:
just because i’m a photographer, doesn’t mean i have to take a senseless amount of photographs of everything and everyone.
my problem with digital photography is the very same reason, i and every working photographer, cannot live without– the convenience of it. photographs are not as sparingly and thoughtfully crafted because of the fact that it’s so accessible. i am fortunate enough to say, that i remember shooting 24 frames a roll. the energy and care that went into each shot was crucial. the time and intimacy you spent in the darkroom developing film & prints will never come close to the clickety-clack kind of relationship you share with your computer.

so what’s a photographer to do? it’s all about balance and compromise i suppose… as it is with everything in life.

my trip to the west coast can be summed up in but a few words + photographs.
food & family:

israella & uncle han
can’t wait to get a little booger of my own ;)