Tag: photography
Death, his last goodbye, the errant father
I hadn’t seen him in nearly 15 years. Still trying to seem bigger than he was. Drunk, of course. Overwhelmed by the death of his father, truly the only one left in life who was forced to care for him.
I don’t think he recognized me, back in the crowd snapping pictures. His eyes were too blurred by Bud, the strain of trying to always make himself bigger than he is. His grief, too large.
I felt like I was spying, taking this picture, but also that I had a right.
Bee the Ocean
Rusted Roof
Party Lines
I’d just done an engagement shoot at a park, and I leaned out my car window on the way out to grab this shot. The color on the pole was the setting sun.
Those Arizona Skies
What I imagine another planet must look like at dusk…
Fog rolls in
Yes, I’m a bad blogger. But I’ve come to terms with it. All my creative energy has been spent doing drywall, house designing, and such things. I’ve found a real love for building and renovating, which is cool. I get a little writing done here and there, and have been doing some promotions for The Rat.
Moo

Dreamer

Mountain Town
