What is photography to me?

I wonder how much thought people put into those great summary phrases of their perspectives. I have no great deep thoughts on my photography. I’ve never considered why I like it.  I just do, but now is the time to examine, so I can tell other people, who in turn will decide weather or not they like my reasons for being a photographer. Also wether or not they would like me to work for them.

What do I Like?
So what do I enjoy about photography? I enjoy it both technically, and creativly. I enjoy learning new things about it. There is always something new. A new techniqe, a new area of photography, new cameras, equipment ect. I love exploring my enviroment. I love exploring people, looking at them carefully, getting to know them, trying to capture them beautifully, while capturing a peice of who they are. Some times I am trying to capture my love, when I shoot sarah for example. I suppose it would be better to shoot myself for this, but I also like seeing her love. Well, anything about her really. I enjoy the beauty of photography. Taking the plain and making it beautiful. Looking at people and things in ways we normally don’t. Searching for freshness. Its hard. So often you just grab the camera and shoot with out thought, and miss out on the process. In that, you miss out on great photography, unless you get a fluke. Sometimes its hard because of the venue, or you don’t want to get in peoples faces. Often its difficult because I get lazy.  Still I love it. I love the drive it gives me, and I love the results.

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Its gone, something is gone. Usually.

How is it possible for a cell phone to disappear in the blink of an eye. Not 30 min ago, I had my cellphone. I left work, and just before I left I checked the time.  But, I don’t have it now. So where is it! ARG!!  My absentmindedness has its goodsides. Its hard for me to hold a grudge. Nothing gets me down for too long. However, it is very frustrating at times.

On the plus side, I’m hanging wth Gus tonight. I havn’t had much chance to hangout with him, and I am deffinatly looking forward to it.

By the way. I love Indigo!

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Whats your dark side?

Whats nasty about youBeing complex, as humans, we have many differnt attributes that make up who we are. As we travel through life, we let differnt people see differnt attributes. These combinations make up the “sides” of us that people see. Because we are sinners, many of these attributes are negative. We all have bad sides. Most of us know this, altho I dare say, we down play them to ourselves, usualy. Really who wants to think they’re terrible.

A quote I like to remember, but can’t really, went something like this. For each really good friend you have, allow them one major flaw. As I get older, become more observant, and enter in to deeper more meaningful relationships with those around me, and my future spouse, I see more problems. I see faults and flaws that I never saw before. Serious flaws. First, I was put off, how could they. Secondly, I became introspecive. I saw many, if not most of the problems in myself. I mean, the root sin is selfcenteredness. It brings out all kinds of nasty things. So I think everybody is nasty. They just try not to show it to most people.

So, whats your dark side? Who are you really?

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What a Gorgeous Day

I loved today, it was beautiful, work was great. You could work like crazy. So much fun. And now Im working on my portfolio. Time to focus, but I’m not shitting my pants. Always a good thing.

I love picking Sarah up from the subway. Its a simple way I can give her some time, make her life easier, and tell her I love her.

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What a Gorgeous Day

I loved today, it was beautiful, work was great. You could work like crazy. So much fun. And now Im working on my portfolio. Time to focus, but I’m not shitting my pants. Always a good thing.

I love picking Sarah up from the subway. Its a simple way I can give her some time, make her life easier, and tell her I love her.

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The Faded Denim, The Brown Smudge

The faded denim

So I might be crapping my pants, just a little bit.  Long story short, my portfolio is [probably] going to be sent to a couple high level photographers in the next week or so. Not only that, the idea is that I might get a job as an assistant. The image I keep seeing in my head as the shot for the front page of my website… Cross processed, high contrast, dramatic lighting… the faded denim, the brown smudge. You laugh, but I am not confident in the least. I need to pare down the images on my online portfolio, reorganize, write some meaningful and imaginative ramblings about what photography means to me. Simplify simplify! Heck, I even bough new shoes, you know goes well with

The shoes

jeans, classy yet casual, not out side of who I am. A bit designer.

I keep thinking about my website, Im taking a break from working on it right now. My first two hours have been finding ways to make it just a little flashier, bu now I’ve decided to simplify. I feel a little better about it already

Our trip this morning
Sarah and I finished off our registry at the Bay earlier this morning. She bought me an expresso truffle from Starbucks. Isn’t she awesome. I love her to bits. Picking her up last night, after not seeing her for a week

(come on, its ok, we are engaged!) was one

of the sweetest moments in sometime. Absence does make the heart grow fonder. You realize what was missing.

Tonight, Maui
Im really looking forward to seeing, listenting to, and taking pictures of the concert tonight. To think two days ago, I didn’t even remember it. However, this morning we realized that we were double booked. Im giving up volleyball for you guys. Im going to miss it. But im still looking forward to tonight. Should be good.

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They’re making up

And, I even had the correct they’re, remarkable isn’t it. Im visit my not quite imaginary older siblings, D and L, who rock. And they’re off making up… quite innocently one would assume. Since I’m here. Its nice to be visiting again. Its so easy going, unpretentious. Sometimes we even ignore eachother, but its still nice to be with them. And I’m going to write about visiting Andrew, while my brain is relitively fresh, but not yet, bc there is no time. It was a great visit tho, 4 hours like 1. Good times. Jamming, food, wine, music, macs, talking abou(our) women. Good solid stuff. Did I mention jamming. I’m off, they’re back.

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Tired of Winter

Im tired of winter, or more specifically, working in winter.  It messes everything up. Less hours at work, can’t schedule anything. Dangerous, cold. Cold is not good for Sarah. Cant go outside. Did i mention less work. Leaving at frustrating times… Bah

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A poem and a green cup

Ahh, the green cup

Ahh, the green cup

Today’s will be the first day I haven’t had a decently long conversation with Sarah in a long time. I called her at work, to tell her I wasn’t coming bc class was canceled, but that was it.  Its really weird, and I don’t like it. I’m glad to be getting married to her. I couldn’t imagine life with out her.

I bought her a cup today, and wrote her a poem when I sent the picture. Why? Well you can’t sent an email with out text can you.

This is the cup. Its completely sealed so she can toss it in her bag when the coffee gets cold. Cool eh.

Oh, and it came with a free coffee, which I drank:D ahh, Vanilla late.

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The HANDY-MANS RESTING PLACE!

So, about that bed, here are some of the ideas I have had so far. It needs to be:

•cheap, its only for my use till the wedding.
•Easy to build
•Have storage underneath.

One idea is to just have a rectangle of 2×10s with 2 sheets of plywood on top cut to size. Lots of storage, easy, but the mattress might slide. Option b is the picture.  Not too bad either way I think.

Good storage perhaps

Good storage perhaps

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