Thursday, May 10, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Good times in Pasadena with Caleb Campbell
Anni has a beard...
So, obviously it has been quite a while since I have posted anything. But, now that I have my long awaited negative scanner and plenty of negatives and thoughts to put online from this past year, I will be updating quite a bit. Enjoy!!
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Camera: Hasselblad 500cm
Lens: Zeiss 100mm F3.5
Film: Ilford hp5
Push developed 1Stop in coffee and Vitamin C
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Sunday, October 23, 2011
Khalil Gibran: The Prophet

Camera: Mamiya Rb-67
Film: Fuji Superia 400 Pushed to 800.
School assignment: Visual poetry
And the weaver said, "Speak to us of Clothes." And he answered:
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment, For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind. Some of you say, "It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear." But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread. And when his work was done he laughed in the forest. Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean. And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind? And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Side Note: This is a photo I did for a class project while attending school in California. Sadly People Make slightly rediculous assumptions and because of Such, I have to Say this:
This is a photo I shot to accompany this poem as a piece of art. I strive to live a life of purity. There is no need for assumptions. I love God, I love people, and I love art. Simply, God and his creation are my inspiration.
Film: Fuji Superia 400 Pushed to 800.
School assignment: Visual poetry
And the weaver said, "Speak to us of Clothes." And he answered:
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment, For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind. Some of you say, "It is the north wind who has woven the clothes to wear." But shame was his loom, and the softening of the sinews was his thread. And when his work was done he laughed in the forest. Forget not that modesty is for a shield against the eye of the unclean. And when the unclean shall be no more, what were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the mind? And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Side Note: This is a photo I did for a class project while attending school in California. Sadly People Make slightly rediculous assumptions and because of Such, I have to Say this:
This is a photo I shot to accompany this poem as a piece of art. I strive to live a life of purity. There is no need for assumptions. I love God, I love people, and I love art. Simply, God and his creation are my inspiration.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Before there was film, there was light.

While you all play with your Instagrams and polariod apps on your Cool, Over-priced phones, I make Photograms. That's right. No camera,no film, no Problem. I still keep it Analog.
bitter? nah, never... Actually, your instagram photos are cool. I just have to over compensate for my technological Shortcomings.
Looks like I've found myself a lovely project.
Monday, July 25, 2011
As the rain sings
Tonight, the rain and my heart sing in perfect unison. With every repetition of pattering rain, my heart beats to its broken but peaceful cadence. I am alive and very much in love with this life.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
My evening breeze.
I'm sorry love, But I cannot chase the wind forever. But Oh, How I long for you to turn around and pour yourself over me like the evening breeze.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Cynics Desicrate Beauty.
This is an a small portion Of a letter I had written to a friend a few years back. I was reading through Some of my older writings and It just fell into my lap. Anyways, I figured I'd share it. Enjoy.
"Cynics Desicrate Beauty".
What a true and harsh realization for all of us.
How long will we Continue to judge with The eyes of cynics instead Of bestowing grace with eyes of compassion? I can only imagine the countenance of peace and compassion that Jesus wore on his face amidst the pain and rejection from his bride. I can only imagine what thomas felt looking into those eyes, so Piercing... it could have been nothing short of love and acceptance.
I doubt christ would have ever called thomas a doubter, labeled him as such, and then set him before the church to be judged and branded. This is the lovely doing of a cynical bride. A bride who has lost a sense for what true beauty is, love amidst imperfection, despite our flaws or our doubts…
All this to say.
I too have my doubts,I have my flaws,
But of much greater importance, I have love and I have Hope.
"Cynics Desicrate Beauty".
What a true and harsh realization for all of us.
How long will we Continue to judge with The eyes of cynics instead Of bestowing grace with eyes of compassion? I can only imagine the countenance of peace and compassion that Jesus wore on his face amidst the pain and rejection from his bride. I can only imagine what thomas felt looking into those eyes, so Piercing... it could have been nothing short of love and acceptance.
I doubt christ would have ever called thomas a doubter, labeled him as such, and then set him before the church to be judged and branded. This is the lovely doing of a cynical bride. A bride who has lost a sense for what true beauty is, love amidst imperfection, despite our flaws or our doubts…
All this to say.
I too have my doubts,I have my flaws,
But of much greater importance, I have love and I have Hope.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Today
I plan on spending a Glorious amount of time in my darkroom.
I'm not sure if it's because I enjoy watching the light and chemicals burn everyday life onto sheets of white paper, or just being able to sit there and think for hours on end while the film is developing and papers are drying.
Honestly, It can get pretty boring. But in the end, I feel like an accomplished artist. Even if my hand never touches a brush or a pen.
OH yes, I forgot. Huntington beach at five.
Hopefully the beach will be a promising place to capture life.
I'm not sure if it's because I enjoy watching the light and chemicals burn everyday life onto sheets of white paper, or just being able to sit there and think for hours on end while the film is developing and papers are drying.
Honestly, It can get pretty boring. But in the end, I feel like an accomplished artist. Even if my hand never touches a brush or a pen.
OH yes, I forgot. Huntington beach at five.
Hopefully the beach will be a promising place to capture life.
Monday, June 14, 2010
portraits of people I know and love.
Jeni Muller At Zypher CafeLocation: Pasadena, CA
Camera: Canon AE-1
Lens: 24mm Prime 2.8

This is a wonderful friend of mine who plans on taking over the world.
location: Pasadena, Ca
Camera: Mamiya Rb67 Medium format camera
Lens: 90mm Portraiture lens
Location: San Franciso, CA
Camera: Canon AE-1
Camera: Canon AE-1
Lens: 50mm Prime 1.8
Notes: This Enlargment was Developed in D76 film Developer instead of paper develper for the worn vintage feel.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Titles are only for People who have something to say... I dont..
Realization #1
sometimes I think I try too hard, Other times.. I dont know if I try hard enough
Realization #2
Love Hurts... Allot
realization #3
I really didnt think I'd be hurt.... but I was wrong
Realization #4
I doubt you'll ever read this
Conclusion: tomorrow, I think I'm going to go lock myself in my darkroom and print pictures.
sometimes I think I try too hard, Other times.. I dont know if I try hard enough
Realization #2
Love Hurts... Allot
realization #3
I really didnt think I'd be hurt.... but I was wrong
Realization #4
I doubt you'll ever read this
Conclusion: tomorrow, I think I'm going to go lock myself in my darkroom and print pictures.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Heading Nowhere
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
At journeys end
Thursday, November 12, 2009
shisha!!!
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