Thursday, August 20, 2009

Wednesday, August 19, 2009


inspiration for shooting half-naked models? yes. inspiration for that.

i think there is only so much intimacy you can capture with color. i think the finer emotions and hidden undertones in a photograph can only be revealed in black and white. i think the proximity to your subject becomes closer and the photograph becomes more transparent and eye to eye in black and white.

vogue italy july 1995
model: amber valleta
photographer: steven meisel

certainly one of my favorite black and white editorials. these will be an inspiration for many years to come.

Taken from foto_decadent

Got Wood?

Jonas Damon Torch

Available at AREAWARE

Kevin Krumnikl Audio Cabinet

You can glance at more his work at Yatzer

Taken from Selectism

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Lost & Found

I just revisited my Flickr account for the first time in years. I deleted everything and decided to share the many photographs I do not share here (except for that one).

Saturday, August 15, 2009


I met Ashlee on the first day of senior year during high school. She was cute and she looked new and I was passing out campus maps as a proud member of ASB. "Do you need a map?" And then we were friends. I was her first friend at Huntington Beach High School. She was one of those sets of ears I could speak into when my mind would wander to dark places in the middle of the night. We know each other too well.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Gone. Missing. Roaming.

Thoughts wandering, minds traveling, people wondering. It seems I have walked away from you. The urge from which you existed is inside an imaginary pile of things to do sitting on an overflowing desk in my head. Your sole purpose was to be a vessel, a communication instrument of the act of sharing, and share I did. It started with fashion and the random bits of knowledge I found intriguing and interesting or peculiar enough to be shared. Another reason was because of the lonesomeness of that period in my life. The people I would usually engage in sharing random information with were gone and over 400 miles away and I was alone living a crack alley. Then, you transformed. You became less interested in others interests and became more interested in yours, or more vented. You shared thoughts and you shared your eyes. Now, it has become the unshare option that seldom comes up on your computer screen. You have become disk space. You store and keep. Your owner has become disinterested and hasn't found you interesting enough to play with lately. Truth is, he was discouraged. The human behavior to compare unsurprisingly led to unhappiness which then led to an individual too discouraged to share. But, I have things to share. Months do not go unattended without the interesting occurring. I have nothing else to say.