2010: Bangs
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
No matter what happens, it boils down to this: I absolutely love what I do.
How many people can actually say this and mean it?
Lighting 101 with Greg: 1 2X2 ft Profoto softbox
Documenting Dakota's newly straightened hair.
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portraits
Time to be healthy!
Friday, January 08, 2010
Only got 1 life to live, here's to health and finding happiness in the simpler things!
Just passing through.
Monday, January 04, 2010
So, I am back.
after...
2 family reunions
10 San Miguel beers
1 hangover
4 shoots
a round of goodbyes
and
1 funeral.
I left my country filled with grief and I entered this one expecting more sorrow. The new year began with a burial, an end to someone extraordinary. I am not a fan of these final goodbyes. Somehow it seems like part of my heart has been lost and the rest that's survived is slowly hibernating with the current season. Our bodies are only bodies: "Excuse me, just passing through." Life is a journey to the end.
I miss the sun, if only for its warmth, because warmth = happiness in the winter time.
I can barely feel anything right now. Even my current work holds no comfort. Please, someone hold me?
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after...
2 family reunions
10 San Miguel beers
1 hangover
4 shoots
a round of goodbyes
and
1 funeral.
I left my country filled with grief and I entered this one expecting more sorrow. The new year began with a burial, an end to someone extraordinary. I am not a fan of these final goodbyes. Somehow it seems like part of my heart has been lost and the rest that's survived is slowly hibernating with the current season. Our bodies are only bodies: "Excuse me, just passing through." Life is a journey to the end.
I miss the sun, if only for its warmth, because warmth = happiness in the winter time.
I can barely feel anything right now. Even my current work holds no comfort. Please, someone hold me?
Entering 2010
Friday, January 01, 2010
I will make my mark in the humblest of fashions.
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new year 2010
Grasping for words
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Even at the brink of losing everything, she is a fighter to the core.
Her grip is stronger these days, more desperate. Sometimes she doesn't even need to hold on to some thing. She would just continue to reach out, sometimes finding our hands, clasping tightly. Sometimes more restless, grasping at seemingly empty air. Her arms stretch out, high above her head. What are you volunteering for? Why are you raising your hand?
What do you see in your mind, Grandma? You have been sleeping for a while now. Do you have visions of the past, of your childhood dreams? Regrets have abandoned your bedside. What could have been, had been so you do not have to worry.
Last Sunday might have been my last visit. You opened your eyes at the sound of my voice and I think you might have recognized me, but I cannot be sure. I will believe that you did, though. I will miss you.
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personal
Signs that we Exist
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Today, I tested out the 100mm, 2.8 Macro lens that I borrowed from school. I found this shriveled up plant half buried in the snow. Using the macro lens, I've made it appear larger and more significant than it actually is.
We try to make our mark. And somehow every day we do, in however small a scale. We survive the usual struggles even if it means facing our fears once in a while, even if it means standing alone. The grass is nowhere to be seen this morning. The snowstorm is over and the cold hasn't gotten to this plant yet. Somehow I feel cruel taking pleasure in these little half-deaths buried in snow and ice. But you see, we aren't any different. Each day it only continues to get colder.
Ah, 'tis the season to survive.
"Cold"
This photo I took reminded me of his work: "Signs that we exist" Nadav Kander
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We try to make our mark. And somehow every day we do, in however small a scale. We survive the usual struggles even if it means facing our fears once in a while, even if it means standing alone. The grass is nowhere to be seen this morning. The snowstorm is over and the cold hasn't gotten to this plant yet. Somehow I feel cruel taking pleasure in these little half-deaths buried in snow and ice. But you see, we aren't any different. Each day it only continues to get colder.
Ah, 'tis the season to survive.
"Cold"
This photo I took reminded me of his work: "Signs that we exist" Nadav Kander
Snowstorm
Saturday, December 19, 2009
We're expecting several feet of snow tonight. I happened to glance out the window and the red sky drew me to take a few shots. The sky's giving more than it should tonight, preparing for the morning's loss of color.
Home Depot Lighting Kit
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Another fun-filled day with Greg Hiesler. Lights were all from home depot and were under $100.
I wanted to make him look otherworld-ly by creating a yellowish, animal-like glow in his eyes.
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I wanted to make him look otherworld-ly by creating a yellowish, animal-like glow in his eyes.
Peter Chilton's "Your Day is 140 seconds or less"
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Here's a video of my classmates that one of my instructors made for a Nikon contest. Isn't it so simple and yet so awesome?
If I weren't afraid of....butterflies.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Sometimes I prefer an alternate reality. It's easier to bear. Wishes are whisked away with the wind, carried by powdery wings of silent hope. These are for you. We hope against all odds and that is the power of living. Well, surviving. No, actually, so much more than surviving.
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