Monthly Archives: August 2014

If these old walls being rehabbed could speak what to you think they would say?

“No man has the right to dictate, what other men should perceive, create or produce, but all should be encouraged, to reveal themselves, their perceptions and emotions and, to build confidence in the creative spirit.” Ansel Adams.

Damn right!

Thank you for the compliment an reminder today @say_cheez.

We have been trained to like swill and we need to be trained to see beauty again.

We have spent our lives swimming in the mundane and ordinary.

I was mesmerized by the grandeur of this reflected tree and I’m thankful I took the time to enjoy it.

Today, take a moment and study, I mean really study something in nature.

Not all dreams go down with the ship.

About 7 years ago I had a tragic accident and should have died or been paralyzed.

I was on a 20ft ladder and the ladder fell completely backwards. I too began to fall backwards the entire way down.

Some how I adjusted in the air and landed on one foot shattering the my right ankle and a few bones.

In shock, and thinking I only twisted the ankle, I went back up the 20ft latter. I know STUPID!

On a phone call after I came down my sister convinced to go to the emergency room immediately.

I drove on the right “twisted” ankle. AGAIN STUPID, I know!

To this day my ankle hurts for the fist 8-10 steps when I get out of bed or if it is going to rain. True.

The point to this story and post?

Since that terrible day, I have had a fear of ladders and heights. Today, I went up in a highteck bucket crane 160ft to photograph the cross and spire being rehabbed on my Church.

Final verdict… fear of heights cured and I feel blessed to be alive today to see this spectacular view!


Monotone contrast.

Never turn your back on the ocean.

While driving home last night, I witnessed the longest and most amazing sunset of my entire life!

Although I never saw the actual sun since it was behind cloud cover, it painted the sky with the most remarkable array of colors for thirty plus minutes.

This image (although not an amazing composition but not bad for taking it while driving 70 mph on a crowed highway) is 100% unedited or manipulated.

How could I even consider improving on the Ultimate Artist’s work?! #confirmation_on_my_choice_to_go

Sand in my bed again tonight. #gratitude

Cloudy with a chance of rainbows.

The REAL Jersey Shore.

We are all students working to become masters.

A truly authentic moment.

If you wouldn’t ask a chef what kind of stove did they use to prepare a great meal— why do people believe it is often necessary to ask a photographer what kind of camera did they use after viewing a good image?

Let’s all just enjoy the meal.
…………………………………………………… INGREDIENTS
Capture with iPhone 5s with a touch of the native camera app. Transferred to snapseed and crank up the drama to 100%. desaturate your photo till it’s void of any colors. Add a pinch of sharpness and a smidgen of structure. Repeat and add spots of contrast if needed.

Quick, simple and easy plus, room for dessert.

And so it begins.

“Beauty can be seen in all things, seeing and composing the beauty is what separates the snapshot from the photograph.”
– Matt Hardy

Impressionistic Chicago.

The best thing about being an Uncle of 8, is that no matter what age, I always have an available model for my wacky ideas!

Please give @connorjohn7 some likes. He has never had over 100 likes and I would really appreciate it if you would stop bye his feed and give him some double taps!

Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming – “WOW – What a Ride!” -Anon.

The sound of the squeak as she swivels in her chair is silenced forever.
The single small desk where countless hours of contemplation were consumed will no longer hear the hum of her pencil dance across the paper.

A place where time was infinite, suddenly stands stuck and wrapped in a cloak of deafening silence.

Even the rain can not wipe the trail of tears reflected from the windowpane.

“The meaning of life is to find your gifts. The purpose of life it to give it away.” Pablo Picasso.

Although not always successful, I have always tried to live by this motto. Thankfully I love to teach and talk about photography!

If I can ever be of service to any of you or answer your photo questions I am happy to do so.

Build more bridges to connect with people and there you will find common ground.

Commencing countdown, engines on. #WHPLineMeetsCorner @instagram.

When words seem inadequate, shut up and shoot.

Drum master. In my last post you saw his lighting quick hands and heard his hypnotic beats, however, nothing could match his ever powerful presence!

Despite any difference mankind may have, music and dance can always unite us on a deep and spiritual level.

Step aside boys.

Four out of five dentist recommended.

Live to skate, skate to live!

Sometimes we create our own prisons. For many however, only because where they are born, they have a substantially more difficult road.

I photographed this young girl as she was watching me from behind her family’s walls in the Smoky Mountain Slum’s.

Her home was constructed from old rusty bed springs and trash tossed away by those more fortunate than her.

Today, try to be mindful of all the blessings you have in life. @watts_of_love.