Thursday, September 10, 2015

Chemtrail & Sunshine

I've been going through this phase lately where I like to just point my camera at the sun and snap a picture.

Lets call it blind photography...due to the intense glare of the sun there is no way to line up the shot, or even know for sure if you are pointed directly at it.

I just snap the pic and--later in the day--take a look to see what I have.

Once in awhile I get a stunning shot. More often than not--much like life--I get a boring variant of the day before...the beauty, however, is hiding in the shadows. It just needs to be teased out.

That's what happened here. Thankfully there are fantastic apps out there, like Camera+, that allow me to find the extraordinary behind the boring.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Twilight Ride

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

The Office

        This is wrong to say, but I am thoroughly enjoying this.

The scalpel separates the flesh perfectly and effortlessly.  It is so sharp that it traverses nearly the entire perimeter of the base of his foot before he can even feel it.  When he does, however, the scream is otherworldly.

I suppose the foggy ether of dilaudid and the basic human instinct to retreat from pain has caused him to forget the conversation we engaged in mere minutes ago. I warned him. I swear.

He pulls his leg back to remove it from the blades vicinity, only to receive a quick reminder of the vicious little trick I have played on him with the piano wire.  I wanted him to have the ability to make choices.  He has—to this point in his life—made some rather bad ones and rarely afforded those around him the same opportunity.  It is only fair that he be given the opportunity to minimize his pain.  To be honest, I am hoping he makes all the wrong choices....

Wednesday, August 26, 2015


Just one more example of me getting crazy with the awesome Camera+ filters and controls!

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Perfect Day

This is another subject I seem to photograph often.  This tower is located in the reservoir I walk/run at.  The urge to climb it possess's me every time I pass it.  I can't, of course, because it is gated, chained, and I'd probably get about halfway up before my newly acquired fear of heights kicked in and paralyzed me until the cops came.  Instead, I spend the next quarter mile or so wondering how much trouble I would actually get in if I ever decide to actually hop the fence.