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Posts from the ‘Summer 2013 Photos’ Category

365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 75…Columns in the Raw

Here is Day Number 75… 

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Little flash. No edit. Raw image, even a slight amount of grain.

365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 74…

Here is Day Number 74… 

Adjusted74Changes. 

Bowie Style.

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365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 73…

Here’s yesterdays photo. Arrived home way late last night after my bedtime, then simply crashed, so it’s posted this morning.

Day Number 73… 

Adjusted73Fractured, defeated by time.

And an extra, since I was late… 

73.2Lazy Waters.

365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 72…Dysthymic Moods

Here is Day Number 72… 

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365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 71…

Here is Day Number 71…

Adjusted71It’s not Comcastic out here. No Breaking Bad. Just breaking my television set. Hope you understand. Dad does.

365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 70…

Here is Day Number 70…

SB23Shooting girls, especially for a pre-bachelorette party, always a good time. Hotties, and I’m like, “How can I go wrong? This is primo atmosphere.” Their wild side was definitely emerging. I know the rest of their evening was pretty much 110% craziness. You only live once. Go nuts.

If you’d like to see the other photos, click here: Stephanie’s Pre-Bachelorette Party Photos  

Enjoy!

Stephanie’s Pre-Bachelorette Party Photos

Good Morning America, How Are Ya

Distant hum of quads, early on the go. Moving pipe, irrigation nonstop. Cackling of brewers blackbirds cutting through a cool dawn, while mourning doves coo from dew covered pastures. It’s Sunday AM, church for some, coffee for others. This is America, this is Oregon, this is September.

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365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 68 and 69…

Here Is Day Number 68… Sometimes…

Adjusted68Sorry I’m late again. Passed out last night, in that tub. Sometimes you feel apart. Emo skies. Emo rooms. Emo bathtubs. Sometimes you’re less than a particle of matter. Sometimes, you wish your hair was emo, so it would cut itself. 

 Sometimes you just need coffee. 

 Cheer up, kids.

 Shout out to Melissa. Razors and all.

 Here Is Day Number 69… 

Adjusted69Rest assured, if you were to spend more than an hour down in this dreary basement, you’d reach a state of terminal freakout.

365 Days of Flash Photography, With Day Number 67…

Here Is Day Number 67… 

Adjusted67Like a moth to a flame.