Have You Forgiven Yourself Yet?

Image Description: A skinny person is standing in the middle of a snow-covered road, facing away from the camera. The person is wearing an orange jacket, blue jeans, and a white hat. Their arms are in the jacket's pockets. The road stretches out of sight and around a corner. It is lined on both sides by evergreen trees. The sky is perfectly blue.

The Cacophony Assaulted Our Senses

Image description: Black and white photograph. A very reflective building with an all-glass exterior rises on the left. A concrete building with tall, vertical black windows rises parallel to that on the right. In between the two is a building made up of rows of windows and concrete. A few street lights and other buildings are visible at the bottom of the photo.

Commercial Goods for Commercial Gods

Image Description: Black and white photo of a city street. the sky has mild clouds, and there are cars stopped at a traffic light, facing away. Tall buildings rise on both sides, reflecting each other in the windows. The road is centered, and goes up and over a hill, out of sight.

The Gods Never Went Away, They Became New Idols

Have I Seen You Before?

We Didn't Know What We Came From, Only Where We Were Going

Hold My Hand, I'm Self Destructing

Remember When We Smiled?

Art is Revolution

Every time an artist makes a statement in support of something, there are people who wish artists would do a number of things. "I wish they'd stick to photography." "I wish they'd stick to singing." "Why cant they just write?" I have some terrible news for you. Art is political. Art is and always has been and always will be the window to an artist's soul. Look at their art to see what they value. Look at their lyrics. You want a window into who they are? Look at what drives them. Who or what is their muse? What inspires them to put the pen to paper, brush to canvas, image to sensor, song to recording? Art is political. Art is revolution. And us artists? We'll keep doing what we want, regardless of the demands we stay out of politics.

Fast Way Down

Sometimes, the fastest way down is also the most fun... This ledge, just above Nymph Lake, provides a natural sliding surface. People climb up a nearby, shallower path, then slide down, making for a fun way to get back down the mountains.

A Charleston Scene

Alleyways like this are commonplace in Charleston, South Carolina. Nestled between buildings, they might hide entryways, driveways, or even entire garden squares. Some are open to public while others remain locked throughout the day.

Legendary

Britt's Donut Shop is a near-legendary fixture of Wilmington culture. With an evening line spanning the entire miniature strip-mall it sits in, and a history going back decades, this tiny donut shop is well worth the wait. Some people say you can't eat just one... I feel like you can't eat more than one, as rich and delicious as they are. All I know is, they melt in your mouth.

Transit

Taken from Charlotte's transit system near the Hornets stadium. Infrared monochrome.

Single Vanishing Point

E Trade Street

An infrared shot of E Trade Street in downtown Charlotte. Despite it being spring... It still looks like winter.

Phthalo Blue

I saw this gorgeous pile of paint tubes in the window for an art gallery while walking through Charleston. The display was organized with used blue tubes in the front, red behind those, and a third row behind that. The pile of tubes, with its mix of corroded and brand new color, caught my eye.

Tourist Row

I traveled to Nashville last year on a trip with a friend. When I went again this year, I discovered that Music Row is not the bright, neon crowds of Broadway, but far away. Broadway is just Nashville's tourist row, and it is good at what it does. Attracting hundreds of thousands on New Years and the preceding night, it was like one giant, ongoing party. The colors stretch all the way down the street with tourists, people seeking to sell newspapers and goods, and everyone else in the city.