Posts from the ‘Fall 2013 Photos’ Category
Feeling Pretty Stoked. Thanks to Melissa and 1859 Oregon Magazine.
Now, both of our photos grace their homepage. Check them out here: 1859 Oregon Magazine
Rusty Rodder
My dad has been over here as well. He made friends with a porcupine while visiting. I think Dennis would appreciate this as well.
No Entires Could Empty
Something from a late October. I remember this. Peering at feeling, a slow pulse. Not getting close, shooting at seventy five. Casual stuff. Nothing abnormal. Last twenty minutes of light. Friction of breeze tangled in sage, a low glow coupled with the wanting of a fire horizon, the hopes of something along those lines, which never occurred. Haunts or the happening of, or maybe it was both, luring in the curious eye. It was the opening scene, aiming through worn existence, a forgotten entrance. It was a kind of reckless, but still had this mood, although I’m not sure which mood. I remember thinking, with key of importance, the atmosphere was carved in mood. That was the scene. Within that cloud of mood (and again I’m not sure which mood, maybe it’s supposed to stay that way), I had found a pulse.
So it’s not entirely empty.
365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 137-139
Here is Day Number 137…
Conversed with a couple of Catholic women earlier. They honestly believe in this stuff.
Here is Day Number 138…
New reading material. Barnes and Noble was an excellent choice today.
Here is Day Number 139…
New Christmas shot glasses. Espresso non-depresso.
365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 135-136
Here is Day 135…
Bad combo.
Here is Day 136…
Good combo.
365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 133-134 Polite Society
Here is Day 133…
Rude in polite society.
Here is Day 134…
Days are numbered.
365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 130-132 Results May Vary
Here is Day 130…
Testing the black waters with a new blend of espresso. Reaction with results may vary.
Here is Day 131…
Testing the strength of his new piece of equipment.
Here is Day 132…
Just found this hanging in an old homestead. Finders keepers.
