the not quite red
speedy, playful,
a fervent Finncoming.
(this guy’s name is Finn. He embodies the color orange)
Yellow
Yellow was a concept
Vastly misunderstood,
So explosive, engulfing,
That riding its expanse felt more scary than thrilling.
It’s opposites were soft and quiet and gentle
Yellow offered paradoxal ending promise of the same
If the color could be survived.
Blue
A simple kind of blue,
Collected, released, dispersed.
Allowed to exist in many states, and not end.
Blue feels hopeful. Blue feels… simply eternal.
Even when things around are complicatedly finite.
Alternate
Mountains as the backdrop of a lake, or a small tide pool? ;-)
Summer Rise
Summer,
descended like a daze on my mind
a shapeshifting todo list,
a lack of clarity…
but at least, a capacity for color.
Ahead
Something a bit different, from a styled shoot I was invited to back in April.
Daze
Along the highway, June.
the catastrophe
Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern. ― Frank O'Hara
Pretending
Pretending I was
Across the sky
Riding clouds of thunder
Till the weight of collected burdens
Dropped me.
And I on the ground,
No longer light
But clinging wet and heavy to the earth
Till time separated me and
I was light Enough
to rise and pretend again.
Archived Daisies
2021, Rental House in Bellingham
Something audacious about making this image monochrome, when the sky was the brightest blue, and the greens, shocking. We find little acts of rebellion everywhere ;-)
Yellow
Our pasture is currently covered in these. A weed, but so pretty and such a nice color.
5:45am
AM, 5:45.
A place in time alone
All things just beginning again.
A rekindling of light.
For [you] the sun shines; for [me] the moon and the stars. -Hermann Hesse
adieu spring
A transitional season, with all colors on display. The northwest might just be heading into Summer, finally.
Garden Golden Hour
Asparagus @ f/1.4
Atmospheric River
This week I’m coming at you with all the Aquarius vibes. Clouds, water, air, space. A balance of lightness and weight.
Actually, I’m not too sure how that’s different from normal ;-)
Details #4- Aquamarine
Hope, glistening by the side of a forest road.
Details #2 Light Catcher
For whatever reason, I’m fascinated by this building downtown. It’s weird, and interesting, and not really that photogenic, and yet, I keep finding angles I love, beautiful lines, shapes worth sharing.
I feel this way deeply about people too. So often, despite our progressive perspective, we overlook the details and thus, miss out on the diverse beauty that exists both externally and internally. We’ve got our narrow definitions, not realizing life is kind of more of a thesaurus, and less of a dictionary. We’re still doing what we’ve done for millennia.
Our inability to see nuance robs us of the richness found in who we encounter day to day.
Sure we’ve got some assholes in this lovely world of ours. And we all get irritated at the people who seem to have it all and whistle about it. I’d argue we need those people to show up too, just to keep us understanding where the parameters are, flowing in and out of all the in between.
Details #1-Little Marvel
All the flowers
Would have very extra-special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I'm lonely in a world of my own..
-Kathryn Beaumont
Archived Equine
Kentucky, 2017