Category Archives: photography

Sick Of’s

  I’ve gotten in the terrible habit of Determining my self-worth depending on the collection of feelings from that day It turns into a stampede of pleas of ‘I’m Tired’s and ‘I am Sick Of’s I’m tired and sick of myself,

Sick Of’s

  I’ve gotten in the terrible habit of Determining my self-worth depending on the collection of feelings from that day It turns into a stampede of pleas of ‘I’m Tired’s and ‘I am Sick Of’s I’m tired and sick of myself,

In the light

I am often entirely caught up in the present anticipation of the next moment, signaling my emotions, intentionally letting my heart get a head start on what is to come this idea of preparation started the second I realized my

In the light

I am often entirely caught up in the present anticipation of the next moment, signaling my emotions, intentionally letting my heart get a head start on what is to come this idea of preparation started the second I realized my

acidic sentiment

It is like a nerve, slightly twisted then applied with pounds of pressure and an acidic outpouring of sentiment I stand tall only when I keep walking the second I’m still I’ll fall to the ground It’s like a form

acidic sentiment

It is like a nerve, slightly twisted then applied with pounds of pressure and an acidic outpouring of sentiment I stand tall only when I keep walking the second I’m still I’ll fall to the ground It’s like a form

hands tied

It doesn’t help that I’ve got my hands tied behind my back, and my heart cradled in the mouth of a hot oven some days I see myself exhorting daydreams into false tangibility often resulting with a swift slap to

hands tied

It doesn’t help that I’ve got my hands tied behind my back, and my heart cradled in the mouth of a hot oven some days I see myself exhorting daydreams into false tangibility often resulting with a swift slap to

an excavation in three parts

1. I’ve got a hot glue gun on, and melting as we speak let’s make it brief The excavation of habit is like ridding myself of comfort I am consistently made to feel incomplete and lacking I am tempted to

an excavation in three parts

1. I’ve got a hot glue gun on, and melting as we speak let’s make it brief The excavation of habit is like ridding myself of comfort I am consistently made to feel incomplete and lacking I am tempted to

joy is not distraction

joy is not immersing yourself in distraction it is being devoted to what is happening right at that moment letting your insides be swallowed up by your surroundings keeping your eyes fixed on the goodness that doesn’t always prevail in

joy is not distraction

joy is not immersing yourself in distraction it is being devoted to what is happening right at that moment letting your insides be swallowed up by your surroundings keeping your eyes fixed on the goodness that doesn’t always prevail in

poetry past twelve

were you burning up or was I melting inward frequently producing these ideas that somehow secure my very being (it’s okay to be existing) calming my anxieties by protecting my privacy closed door and altered mind it’s been strange around

poetry past twelve

were you burning up or was I melting inward frequently producing these ideas that somehow secure my very being (it’s okay to be existing) calming my anxieties by protecting my privacy closed door and altered mind it’s been strange around

I let the sea

It’s the altogether helplessness of the matter the standing up just to need to sit back down the sound of my own laughter acts as a reminder, the hollow place in my fingertips that rest on my mouth when there

I let the sea

It’s the altogether helplessness of the matter the standing up just to need to sit back down the sound of my own laughter acts as a reminder, the hollow place in my fingertips that rest on my mouth when there

separate but true

I believe that sometimes, you are happier than I am that your world becomes lit up by what darkens mine and that is the most separating force between us It seems I have been conditioned to believe that there is

separate but true

I believe that sometimes, you are happier than I am that your world becomes lit up by what darkens mine and that is the most separating force between us It seems I have been conditioned to believe that there is

Great

I once wanted to be great, and here I am in this position to decide for myself and breathe on my own and pick up my arms like bags of skin and bones I once wanted to be free and

Great

I once wanted to be great, and here I am in this position to decide for myself and breathe on my own and pick up my arms like bags of skin and bones I once wanted to be free and

should I gather

guess I should gather my thoughts should I gather up anything at all we’ve all been told too many things, that aren’t valid or of meaning take everything: silk garments and empty cans leave nothing canvas striped green and in

should I gather

guess I should gather my thoughts should I gather up anything at all we’ve all been told too many things, that aren’t valid or of meaning take everything: silk garments and empty cans leave nothing canvas striped green and in

san francisco: days four and five

wednesday: (I’d ruined my “secret return” to san francisco) I don’t have much time so these words will be quick, a bus ride to broadway street to visit the beat museum and a thank you to the man there who

san francisco: days four and five

wednesday: (I’d ruined my “secret return” to san francisco) I don’t have much time so these words will be quick, a bus ride to broadway street to visit the beat museum and a thank you to the man there who

san francisco: day three

a walk to whole foods, and the bank morning pastries and a morning read of watchmen on the patio an afternoon walk to live sushi and then to mission bay i’m going to live in a house boat. and i’m

san francisco: day three

a walk to whole foods, and the bank morning pastries and a morning read of watchmen on the patio an afternoon walk to live sushi and then to mission bay i’m going to live in a house boat. and i’m

san francisco: day two

begin: morning turned into afternoon started with clouds, welcomed by sun shining on the mission, perfectly lonely walks on unfamiliar streets book stores and markets, what ever happened to this simplicity, being the only thing? I take this city in

san francisco: day two

begin: morning turned into afternoon started with clouds, welcomed by sun shining on the mission, perfectly lonely walks on unfamiliar streets book stores and markets, what ever happened to this simplicity, being the only thing? I take this city in

san francisco: day one

getting here: I noticed that I was a lot more excited than everyone else on the plane that I was a lot more anxious a lot more awkward and when I tried to make small talk with the man next

san francisco: day one

getting here: I noticed that I was a lot more excited than everyone else on the plane that I was a lot more anxious a lot more awkward and when I tried to make small talk with the man next

projection

image: digital photography with a physical projection on the model, katelyn rebelo.   what’s inside of me? a whole world to see and we’ll joke about all of the places, we’d rather be what’s inside of me? a student will

projection

image: digital photography with a physical projection on the model, katelyn rebelo.   what’s inside of me? a whole world to see and we’ll joke about all of the places, we’d rather be what’s inside of me? a student will

lately…

I have found myself in a lot of exciting situations. I normally don’t address an audience in my blog but this time I’d like to document a couple of things I’ve been a part of… Bittersweet Zine, Winter 2013 Issue!

lately…

I have found myself in a lot of exciting situations. I normally don’t address an audience in my blog but this time I’d like to document a couple of things I’ve been a part of… Bittersweet Zine, Winter 2013 Issue!

american dream

out six dollars and in with the nurture of a bad habit and a set back out a conversation and in with the appropriate regret of too many words, too many things said but it sure is great how I

american dream

out six dollars and in with the nurture of a bad habit and a set back out a conversation and in with the appropriate regret of too many words, too many things said but it sure is great how I

said I would sleep early

let me amount to something be lifted off of this mountain of nothing let me amount to something!be able to make decisions or something! switch my soul to the passion and words empty my heart of impurities and distraught car-rides-they-take

said I would sleep early

let me amount to something be lifted off of this mountain of nothing let me amount to something!be able to make decisions or something! switch my soul to the passion and words empty my heart of impurities and distraught car-rides-they-take

happy new year

“as we go forth into the coming year, let it not be in the haste of impetuous, forgetful delight, nor with the quickness of impulsive thoughtlessness. but let us go out with the patient power of knowing that the god

happy new year

“as we go forth into the coming year, let it not be in the haste of impetuous, forgetful delight, nor with the quickness of impulsive thoughtlessness. but let us go out with the patient power of knowing that the god

raw feet

oddly numb behind my aspirations tonight oddly terrified of the upcoming weeks of christmas time and lights and these things that used to be so sweet greatly involved in my own mind in my heart i can see your smile

raw feet

oddly numb behind my aspirations tonight oddly terrified of the upcoming weeks of christmas time and lights and these things that used to be so sweet greatly involved in my own mind in my heart i can see your smile

sound

sounds they bring me away from myself and into this wandering, pulling and digging and claiming identity terrifying I wonder whose voice that is what girl that is identity struggling to find you inside of you put it all to

sound

sounds they bring me away from myself and into this wandering, pulling and digging and claiming identity terrifying I wonder whose voice that is what girl that is identity struggling to find you inside of you put it all to

honest

I have let myself become consumed by this bed swallowed whole and looking at photographs honest, I wish I had taken them myself I crave images and noise like a hunger five years ago from today, I fell into a

honest

I have let myself become consumed by this bed swallowed whole and looking at photographs honest, I wish I had taken them myself I crave images and noise like a hunger five years ago from today, I fell into a

Middleburg

<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/50799935″>middleburg</a&gt; from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/user12739646″>lissy tropea</a> on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p> a quick stop-motion film I made. Layered one of my poems “Confinement” onto it, along with Karen O & The Kid’s “The Food is Still Hot”.

Middleburg

<p><a href=”http://vimeo.com/50799935″>middleburg</a&gt; from <a href=”http://vimeo.com/user12739646″>lissy tropea</a> on <a href=”http://vimeo.com”>Vimeo</a&gt;.</p> a quick stop-motion film I made. Layered one of my poems “Confinement” onto it, along with Karen O & The Kid’s “The Food is Still Hot”.

the old things

I still find myself going over the old things, in the midst of the new and the change consistently checking my past for any lost clues, any answers or defense. I spend my days trying not to become bitter I

the old things

I still find myself going over the old things, in the midst of the new and the change consistently checking my past for any lost clues, any answers or defense. I spend my days trying not to become bitter I

child

in the face of a child i find myself helpless confronted by innocence, and she shows me how tainted i have let me life become tainted by selfishness and anxiety by heartbreak and relationship, i find myself complex and irritated

child

in the face of a child i find myself helpless confronted by innocence, and she shows me how tainted i have let me life become tainted by selfishness and anxiety by heartbreak and relationship, i find myself complex and irritated

BITTERSWEET BENEFIT

Come out to Chez Billy (3815 Georgia Ave. NW. Washington, DC. 20011) this friday, October 12th, to take a stand against child-sex trafficking in DC! From 7:30-10 we will gather to support organizations working against sex trafficking. Get a free

BITTERSWEET BENEFIT

Come out to Chez Billy (3815 Georgia Ave. NW. Washington, DC. 20011) this friday, October 12th, to take a stand against child-sex trafficking in DC! From 7:30-10 we will gather to support organizations working against sex trafficking. Get a free

all the time

send myself a declaration of independence and of importance and purpose send myself an identity claiming passion and overcoming sorrow I don’t want to lose anything else or feel too much or let my chest collapse inward and scratch my

all the time

send myself a declaration of independence and of importance and purpose send myself an identity claiming passion and overcoming sorrow I don’t want to lose anything else or feel too much or let my chest collapse inward and scratch my

hiding fox

THE GOOD THINGS. photo via designspiration.net

hiding fox

THE GOOD THINGS. photo via designspiration.net

confinement

everything within me wants to claim its independence independent guilt, independent belief, independent love and anger everything within me wants to spill out onto this carpeted floor wants to let go of hope and faith and all things good everything

confinement

everything within me wants to claim its independence independent guilt, independent belief, independent love and anger everything within me wants to spill out onto this carpeted floor wants to let go of hope and faith and all things good everything