Escape to Sibley Volcanic Regional Preserve.
3.15.2012
3.03.2012
3.02.2012
image fusion
To some extent I happily don't know what I'm doing. I feel that it's an artist's responsibility to trust that.
~David Byrne
~David Byrne
2.28.2012
2.02.2012
1.31.2012
1.30.2012
1.29.2012
at the edge of the world
In some sense man is a microcosm of the universe; therefore what man is, is a clue to the universe. We are enfolded in the universe.
~David Bohm
~David Bohm
1.26.2012
loom love
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.
~Anais Nin
~Anais Nin
1.22.2012
1.15.2012
1.08.2012
through the looking glass
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
~Lewis Carroll
12.07.2011
11.11.2011
Long awaited return...
I've been enormously busy as my first semester has sped by. Busy but happy, and leaving some things, like updating my blog, last on the list. But alas, I'll pull out a couple of the prints I made during my photography class last spring. First, my gorgeous model and dear friend, Lindsey, in the bathtub. Then a photogram of zippers that I think turned out pretty rad. Last, lichen that was growing on a fountain at the Mountain View cemetary here in Oakland. Enjoy!
5.17.2011
5.13.2011
take two: prints
I've been spending every last free moment I have in the darkroom printing. Here are some new prints, shot on 35mm Kodak Plus-X with my Pentax K1000.
5.09.2011
5.05.2011
home
“There's nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.”
~Margaret Elizabeth Sangster
Perhaps I'm getting a bit sentimental as I look forward to my upcoming visit back to Iowa. I love where I live now, but I still consider Iowa to be one of the most beautiful places. I've come to miss some of its beauty, as well as the wide open space which has become less prominent in my day to day life. These are some 12+ year old photos I took (on disposable 35mm cameras) that I dug out of storage and scanned. I like how you can see the dust and scratches and regular damage of a photo that's been through years of admiration, love and memory.
I swear I can almost smell that sweet air! Dear Iowa, a piece of my heart will always lie with you.
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