Denver — Why do I always feel like I am running away from something? I never feel settled, I can’t get the “this is it?” thought out of my head. What am I missing? Nine months ago, I dreamed about being in the place I am now. In a steady job for what I went to graduate school for, supporting myself, having roommates I get along and laugh with. But still. My bedroom in Denver doesn’t seem permanent. I’m al...
Denver — Maybe what this sort of writing allows is a certain freedom to write and post without embarrassment, rather than have to subject everything to the rigor of craft and structure. (But surely rigor is p...
Denver — There are so many moments. So many fleeting moments. Can I capture them all? Should I capture them all? Sometimes I forget to just be in the moment. Sometimes that’s more important. I have to make a c...
Denver — Two months ago I was in Amsterdam for the first time, and it was magical. My first real trip on my own, exploring a strange city, lacking agenda or expectations. I saw a friend recently who explained ...
There's never going to be a shining light that leads the way.
Why do I always feel like I am running away from something? I never feel settled, I can’t get the “this is it?” thought out of my head.
Fatherhood. It's pretty amazing. Being a photographer on top of it just adds to the icing.
I ride. To explore. To escape. To experience.
Unplug. Explore. Get lost.The wilderness calls.The connected digital world has become too much. How many Friends do you have? How many followers? How many photos are in your Instagram feed? Social media has become not so social. People have forgotten what true connections are, what they can be. John Muir once said, "The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness."For me, no truer words have been spoken. I find that path in small bits and pieces on my regular mountain bike rides in and around Denver's Front Range. Flashes of clarity that let me forget hours of conference calls, WebEx and TSA agents. On several occasions this summer, I had entire days of that clarity. Days that are seared into my memory forever.It is like a drug. I am yearning for more connection with the earth and the mountains. That moment of being alive, truly alive, at your physical and mental limitations. The little bits get me through the week. The longer bits get me to the next adventure. The next adventure always leads to another. Finding them takes time and that's okay. The mountains are not going anywhere.
...and then one day you realize, walking in, that you have in fact just arrived.
A trip to the Denver Art Museum to explore an exhibit on Chinese Art before our trip to China!
Practicing how to use chopsticks at Kings Land Seafood Restaurant. "Xie xie" to the DCIS Foundation for all their support!
Measure life in terms of acceleration, not velocity. Momentum is everything.
Second McDonald's Fundraising Night
Chinese New Year!
First McDonald's fundraising night!
Seasonal Affective Ability.
Just write. Don't be afraid to mess around. Or mess up.
There's nothing like waking to snow in mid-October.
Missing Amsterdam.
The view from my office makes Denver look like Oz, full of magic and possibility.
My daughter, Harley turned five three days ago. She's growing up...