its that time of year again. time to stress out about projects and exams and and and. last week i let the photo project stress me out like no other. i gave up on my white rock road idea. considered doing a san francisco thang but then concluded i had no such money to get there, etc etc etc. so on saturday i just went out driving driving driving. looking for an idea. a miracle. for a while i was considering doing a project in this abundant forest i found. but i didn't end up taking any 4x5 film shots there. just a few of these digital test shots:
nature, inside out.




but i wasn't totally sold on that idea. so i kept searching. i eventually found something, but not until i got back home. it's a secret. all i can tell you is that me and this camera are like, best friends now! well, not really, no. but we're trying.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
photo project photo project photo project
Obamy bam bammmah!
Ya they had asked me if I wanted to take the job as Obama's official photographer but I had way better things to do and had to turn it down. A gentleman by the name of Pete Souza was nice enough to step in for me... glad to see he's doing a fine job ;)
ALL PHOTOS BY PETE SOUZA .... click here for more


Sunday, April 26, 2009
vita
Saturday, April 25, 2009
frida friday!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Vehcle Magazine!
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
puke yellow
Friday, April 17, 2009
do you hear the people sing?!!
One of my first memories of life, if not the very first, was in our old living room. We had big sliding glass doors and I was leaning up against them, nonchalantly reaching up with one arm, gripping myself on one of the brass door handles. It was nighttime and, as usual, we had music playing loudly. Mom or dad flipped the fancy six-CD-changer to the next disc and the sounds from the Les Misérables soundtrack filled the tiny yellow house. I bet they could maybe even hear it half-way around the block. Well, anyways, I remember standing there against the door, staring at my reflection in the glass, when the song "Castle on a Cloud" began playing. I recognized the girl's voice to be a little voice, like mine. And that familiarity instantly pulled me into the song and I became lost in Cosette's imaginary world. It was fantastic. So fantastic that I started crying and then quickly worked to hide my tears. I don't know why a four-year-old would cry about a song... maybe I just really wanted to go hang-out on that damn cloud! And the bottom line is, Les Mis is, to me, a masterpiece. One of the most wonderful productions of all time. I even got to see the live Broadway production years ago. We still have the multiple-disc set... it's all scratched up and many of the songs skip, but no-matter what, everytime I hear it I am floored. It happened again just this morning.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
<3
hey! what are you doing tomorrow? i'm gonna get up early and study for my art history quiz. then i'll go to school and take the quiz. after that i think i might go ahead and skip my next class and go downtown... indulge in some Mediterranean cuisine. then i'll go do photojournalistic things at the newspaper. and maybe go get sweaty at yoga before i head back home. and, like usual, i'll probably forget things and get lost and do things that don't really make any sense ... but all-in-all it should be a good day :) that's the plan anyways. who knows what could happen. maybe i'll fall ill or fall down or fall in love. whatevz. so be it.














































