Chapel hill — I spent today’s golden hour by the creek. It rippled and sang as it swirled over rocks that got in its way. We’ve had a lot of rain lately. I wonder what stories have been swept up in the current.
Chapel hill — Class, work, class, homework. The well-oiled hum of this college life. There was a time, not so long ago, when none of that mattered. There were still classes, still homework, still exams. But they...
Chapel hill — Been playing with watercolors and people. Playing with memory too I guess. Color’s in the past. It streaming behind us, an endless reel of people, places and emotion. I don’t know what comes next....
Chapel hill — I like taking photos when the lighting is best. I shy away from noon, and entirely avoid the night. The variations of dark that are wrapped up in a night seem to be impossible to photograph.
forever in darkness
"Water does not dissipate, water just takes you and goes."
Stretching
Love on the defensive.
Everything is golden.
Afraid of the dark
Whimsical humidity
This was Lopevi Island, Republic of Vanuatu, in 1999.
Reading on a rainy day: Days of Dust by Halim Barakat
Missing waking up to Moroccan moon-sets.