Monday, December 6, 2021

memories stick

Skye in Priest Lake
Priest Lake, Idaho
35mm

hawk between the trees
springfield, kentucky
35mm

board and prius
south carolina
35mm

murky drawings
chicago, illinois
35mm

the backyard
chicago, illinois
35mm

afternoon light on the tub
spokane, washington
35mm

up above
priest lake, idaho
35mm

wild oregano
springfield, kentucky
35mm

soldier field
chicago, illinois
35mm

around the camp
south carolina
35mm

down the path
idaho
35mm

camp on the water
south carolina
35mm

Thursday, September 23, 2021

thoughts passed

 

one half
chicago, illinois
winter/spring 2021

my heart
chicago, illinois
winter/spring 2021


one half
chicago, illinois
winter/spring 2021

Friday, May 7, 2021

growth feels young

fresh mountain water

on winter feet

stings bright

awakening from the inside

goose's bumps

rise out of grey ashes

shaking off

those flakes

of winter skin

eyes grow green

like the citrusy ends

of pine branches’

young growth

our growth feels young

just as bright and new

as the dappled reflections 

across fresh mountain water


at the site
the great smoky mountains, tennessee
120mm

wrapped in afternoon light
the great smoky mountains, tennessee
120mm

shapes in shadow
the great smoky mountains, tennessee
120mm

rest on stone
the great smoky mountains, tennessee
120mm

down by the river
the great smoky mountains, tennessee
120mm


Friday, March 12, 2021

spring awakening

As the winter days continue to fade, the spring awakening begins. With this shift I have found myself reflecting on the past months with some new found clarity, a vantage point that felt buried under feet of snow and muddled thoughts. Weathering these past months of brutal cold and endless greyscapes in Chicago, my inner structure, my core self began rearranging… a quite uncomfortable process. When forced to sit with myself, relatively undisturbed and self-contained for some sixteen weeks, I began itching, poking and prodding at my sense of self…

what do I believe in? 
what brings me peace?
what do I value? 
who values me?

Of course, when we are in these moments of change, it is pretty difficult to recognize them as such growing pains. Which is why the coming of spring has felt especially welcomed this year. With each warming day, I am finding a strengthened insight, a slow burning understanding of my deep winter contemplation. With this recognition comes freedom, a feeling inextricably tied to the burgeoning of spring. 

I am welcoming it in.

cow and donkey on the grassy patch
whitehall, wisconsin
35mm

keeling over paul
university park, illinois
35mm

through the bedroom window
whitehall, wisconsin
35mm

shades of winter
pilsen, chicago
35mm

yellow, orange and brown
university park, illinois
35mm

an uncomfortable getaway
st. louis, missouri
35mm 

linking trails
university park, illinois
35mm

animal therapy
whitehall, wisconsin
35mm

Friday, February 19, 2021

sound mental health

delaney in the snow
black river falls, wisconsin
120mm

the last warm day
chicago, illinois
120mm
looking up
black river falls, wisconsin
120mm



fall in the alley
chicago, illinois
120mm

laughs in autumn
chicago, illinois
35mm

dappled light
chicago, illinois
35mm

chrystalla's new normal
chicago, illinois
120mm


blue and yellow
chicago, illinois
120mm

wynn in the grass
chicago, illinois
120mm
winter hues
black river falls, wisconsin
120mm

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

up until the edge

let us drive north
to the woods
into the country
a want so wanted
i ache for buzzing silence
and asphalt acceleration
let us keep driving north
up
and
up
and
up
right until the end brushes my nose
before the edge tickles my toes
just until what lies before me 
swallows what has been following behind
 
flag and cross at the point
lake superior, upper peninsula, michigan
120mm

wynn from the water
lake superior, upper peninsula, michigan
120mm


into the distance
lake superior, upper peninsula, michigan
120mm

across the stones
lake superior, upper peninsula, michigan
120mm

carnal driftwood
lake superior, upper peninsula, michigan
120mm

 

Sunday, November 8, 2020

late august yellows

late august yellows

bring early september jitter bugs

spritely leaping

from my eyeball 

to my fingertip 

and to the arch of my foot

the tides are shifting!

the vessels are swaying

and red leaves rock 

this way and that way

on the water's surface

wynn in afternoon sun
wells state park, michigan
35mm

late august yellows
wells state park, michigan
35mm

late morning light
chicago, illinois
35mm
waiting on the storm
wells state park, michigan
35mm

soft reds
35mm