HAPPY FALL!!! /
I really do love film /
I AM BACK /
I needed a little break from the interwebs...
But I have so many things to share!
Jess
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Glad to meet you.
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I watched a man in Central Park slowly tie silver ribbon onto the string of his kite as he let the kite out further and further.
2:35 am rant /
I have been thinking about passion for the past few days, it started yesterday when I was discussing the Bill Cunningham documentary with some friends. If you have seen the movie you will understand how passionate the guy is about his work, he is a fashion street photographer in New York who literally eats, drinks and breaths his work, I mean the guys entire home is covered floor to ceiling with filing cabinets full of film. He is extremely passionate about what he does, not just passionate but obsessive. When I watched the film a while back I remember being jealous that he had so much devotion to one thing and just did it all the time, day and night. I have been thinking about the things i am passionate about... if it is even passion, if I know what passion is. I sat down and wrote a list of all the things that I feel like I might be passionate about, many of them are temporary, like my Mad Men obsession and having the biggest girl crush on Christina Hendricks and the 1960's. I even sent a text to some friends that know me best and asked them what they thought I might be passionate about, I got mostly texts back about diet coke, dirty jokes (i love my friends) and a lot of small, simple things...
I have come to realize I may never obsess over one thing to the point of insanity (although it seems so romantic) but I DO feel passion for many things all the time... I feel joy over daily experiences, the other night I rode the bus home late and it started to rain, when I got off the bus it was raining so hard I was completely drenched in seconds, I was listening to Laura Marling on my iphone and I ran home with the biggest smile, I didn't avoid the puddles and I didn't care how filthy the water was. I loved that moment and I will never forget the way it felt to be running through the streets of New York by myself in the middle of warm rainstorm.
-art that I want to create
-finding brilliant colors in obscure places
-food... (that is an obvious one, I wake up thinking about what I will be eating that day)
-my family and watching my brother's children grow
-storms, watching them and being in them
-Tetris, I dream in Tetris all the time, I could play for ever
-pens, writing, drawing
-sculptures of hands
-small things, anything miniaturized makes me giddy inside
-photography... this one so many times over
-finding humor in unexpected times and places
-music and how it makes the most boring experiences unique
okay...
I am done.
oh, here is something I look forward too...
Someone to be passionate about...
I sneak took this after my friend decorated a door for Valentine's Day...
I LOVE this crap.
I have come to realize I may never obsess over one thing to the point of insanity (although it seems so romantic) but I DO feel passion for many things all the time... I feel joy over daily experiences, the other night I rode the bus home late and it started to rain, when I got off the bus it was raining so hard I was completely drenched in seconds, I was listening to Laura Marling on my iphone and I ran home with the biggest smile, I didn't avoid the puddles and I didn't care how filthy the water was. I loved that moment and I will never forget the way it felt to be running through the streets of New York by myself in the middle of warm rainstorm.
-art that I want to create
-finding brilliant colors in obscure places
-food... (that is an obvious one, I wake up thinking about what I will be eating that day)
-my family and watching my brother's children grow
-storms, watching them and being in them
-Tetris, I dream in Tetris all the time, I could play for ever
-pens, writing, drawing
-sculptures of hands
-small things, anything miniaturized makes me giddy inside
-photography... this one so many times over
-finding humor in unexpected times and places
-music and how it makes the most boring experiences unique
okay...
I am done.
oh, here is something I look forward too...
Someone to be passionate about...
I sneak took this after my friend decorated a door for Valentine's Day...
I LOVE this crap.
Elle and Rose /
Babes.
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As requested by Dave C...
More Max.
There ya go Dave.
Evidence of a crazy week /
Dollar Diet Cokes.
Don't Judge.
Sheep Meadow- Central Park /
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I am grateful for many things at the moment, mostly friends, family and the tender mercies of God.
Last month I bought my ticket to fly out to Utah on Wednesday the 20th of July to attend and photograph my friend Claire's wedding which was on the 21st. The morning after I bought the flight I felt like I should change the date and leave for Utah a few days earlier so I could spend some time with friends and my mom, so I moved my flight to the 19th. That same day my friend Tyler text me and asked if I could photograph his family while I was in Utah, his little brother was coming home from an LDS mission and his entire family would be together that week, it happened to be that Wednesday the 20th worked for us both. So I flew home on the 19th, spent some time with friends and photographed Tyler and his family on the 20th. The next day I photographed Claire's wedding, she was so beautiful and it was such an amazing experience to see her marry her best friend. It was such an up and down day because that afternoon Tyler had been in an accident and passed away. That evening my friends and I gathered together and cried for the loss of our friend.
In the morning I was asked by Tyler's family to send over pictures taken that week so they could be used for the obituary. I cried while editing through those images, I cried because Tyler was gone and would not be here on earth to watch his niece and nephew grow but I also cried because I felt the existence of God and I knew how much God loved Tyler. Tyler was able to be with his entire family on the day he passed away, he died doing something he loved, surrounded by the people he loved.
Tyler's viewing and funeral were attended by so many people, it was amazing to see how many lives he had affected, to see how much love one person was able to share.
I feel grateful to have known Tyler, I feel grateful that I was able to be a part of the last photographs he had with his family. I am humbled to see how much love God has for us, to see the tender mercies his family was given before he passed.
I am grateful for family and friends. In the end that all that really matters is our relationships.
Make sure you let the people in your life know how much you care for them. Forgive others, be sweet, be nice and remember what this is all about. Too much time is spent on the expendable things which are made to seem significant.
Last month I bought my ticket to fly out to Utah on Wednesday the 20th of July to attend and photograph my friend Claire's wedding which was on the 21st. The morning after I bought the flight I felt like I should change the date and leave for Utah a few days earlier so I could spend some time with friends and my mom, so I moved my flight to the 19th. That same day my friend Tyler text me and asked if I could photograph his family while I was in Utah, his little brother was coming home from an LDS mission and his entire family would be together that week, it happened to be that Wednesday the 20th worked for us both. So I flew home on the 19th, spent some time with friends and photographed Tyler and his family on the 20th. The next day I photographed Claire's wedding, she was so beautiful and it was such an amazing experience to see her marry her best friend. It was such an up and down day because that afternoon Tyler had been in an accident and passed away. That evening my friends and I gathered together and cried for the loss of our friend.
In the morning I was asked by Tyler's family to send over pictures taken that week so they could be used for the obituary. I cried while editing through those images, I cried because Tyler was gone and would not be here on earth to watch his niece and nephew grow but I also cried because I felt the existence of God and I knew how much God loved Tyler. Tyler was able to be with his entire family on the day he passed away, he died doing something he loved, surrounded by the people he loved.
Tyler's viewing and funeral were attended by so many people, it was amazing to see how many lives he had affected, to see how much love one person was able to share.
I feel grateful to have known Tyler, I feel grateful that I was able to be a part of the last photographs he had with his family. I am humbled to see how much love God has for us, to see the tender mercies his family was given before he passed.
I am grateful for family and friends. In the end that all that really matters is our relationships.
At Ty's viewing
The night after the viewing we bought a bunch of fire works to celebrate Tyler, we hoped that
he would see them (I think he did).
the boys all took their shirts off (that is what Tyler would have done)
There was a lot of screaming and a lot of laughing.
there was a lot of down time that week too. we just really wanted to be around each other.
Make sure you let the people in your life know how much you care for them. Forgive others, be sweet, be nice and remember what this is all about. Too much time is spent on the expendable things which are made to seem significant.
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Farm /
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allow yourself to be dramatic sometimes.
Hi-Tec C Pen /
So, there are a few things that I am OCD about, one of them is that I can't (and I really mean I can't) write without a Pilot Hi-Tec C Pen (point 3 and sometimes point 4 if I am feeling sloppy). I like to brag that I started the obsession with all my friends and I demand credit from them every time they purchase or talk about the pens... sorry friends for being that person.
Well, this amazing thing is happening on Kickstarter and I think everyone should know about it. If you like pens, draw, write, or just want one more thing to love you should check it out.
Charlie /
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guy in the red shirt, you are weird.
The Cloisters /
Jendar (the very lovely lady below) introduced me to the Cloisters Museum in upper Manhattan.
I think I found my new favorite place to be.
Color: 120 Kodak Porta 160
Wild Beasts: Le Poisson Rouge /
Wild Beasts have been a definite favorite over the past few years,
seeing them was like experiencing Christmas mixed with something else really great.
I might have to "happen" to be in LA in a few months to do it again.