35mm from Yosemite. // In terms of efficiency and not-pain-in-the-butt-ness, digital photos are so much better, but there’s definitely a certain magic about taking photos on film. The photos feel like your own, y’know? They feel like they were produced out of your own blood, sweat and tears. That’s kind of gross. Never mind. You get the idea.
Splash-o-color latergram from Turkey.
My dear Oma gently passed away early this morning. When I heard the news, I was honestly filled with joy. Where she is now is so much better than anything she could have experienced here. She lived a very full life, and now she’s living an even fuller eternity.
She kept a journal for a while and in one of the entries she wrote, “It makes such a difference when one believes that we live only a short time on this earth, but an eternity in heaven. And the comfort we have that one day we will see our loved ones again. I wonder if they are helping to prepare a place for us.”
Defy genres.
Marianne’s. #ihavethisthingwithfloors #whitegirlpost
Swingin'.
PINK CLOUDS OMG
“So move your feet from hot pavement and into the grass.”
Remember the days when I regularly posted photos and didn’t wait several weeks between posts? I’ve just been so preoccupied with school and music and movie-making and tests and animations and existential crises and a whole slew of fun and not-fun life-stuff. Beginning to focus on actually living my life, and part of me is afraid of that, y’know? Life’s intimidating, so I feel like I tend to use Instagram or Facebook to escape my life, when it’s really best to face it head on. That’s how we grow. Okay, so yeah: picture of candles = existential caption. Sorry bout that.
From my trip to Greece last October, and edited with the lovely little VSCO Film 00.
Moon cat.
Just started shooting a pack of expired Fuji Provia on a camera with a broken light meter. These pictures are gonna turn up crap but it’ll be fun nonetheless.
Sneaky portrait.
“I feel like a wet seed wild in the blind hot earth.”
New journal entry up on the grid. Check it out, link is in my bio.
Here’s something to think about. A square is really just an infinite number of lines stacked on top of each other. A cube is really just an infinite number of squares stacked on top of each other. Time is really just an infinite number of cubes stacked on top of each other. And so on and so forth.
Morning light.
Sitting, waiting, wishing.
Crazy old Maurice: Justin Timberlake style.
Guys, tonight we finished our last show of Beauty and the Beast. It’s the first time I’ve gotten really attached to a show. The play itself was great, no doubt, but the people behind it are just incredible, funny, talented, etc. So very very thankful for these friends today.
I like portraits because I like people.
Got a few captions for this one. “Jensen & Stephen: A Tale of Two Buds.” “Staring contest.” “As Jensen gazed into Stephen’s eyes, he lost himself in his emotions. He had never felt this way before. He was confused, maybe a bit alarmed, but soon accepted with open arms the wonderful fact that he could really benefit from owning a marshmallow gun.”
thinks double exposures are cool.
Here’s a weird picture. Also, we just opened our production of Beauty and the Beast! I play Cogsworth and @stevepickens plays Lumiere and you should so totally come. There’s a link in my bio!
We are either incredibly insignificant or exceptionally miraculous. It’s all a matter of perspective.
That natural light though.
