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Self Portrait.

The world is a dark place. We often feel surrounded by darkness. Enveloping us, swallowing us alive.

But there are sparks of light in every creation. Find them. Reveal them.

Revel in them.

The light will follow....

Photo of the Conde McCullough Memorial Bridge (formally known as the Coos Bay Bridge), carrying U.S. 101--the Oregon Coast Highway--captured just north of North Bend. Coos County. State of Oregon. Early March 2013

Photo of the rugged Santa Lucia Mountain Range and Highway 1, the Cabrillo Highway near the center of this photo, captured via Minolta MD Celtic 28mm f/2.8 Lens in Big Sur. Monterey County. Late October 2013.

Cellphone: Self Reflection of a work hardened hand.

Photo of Cape Mendocino captured on Mattole Road on the Lost Coast. Humboldt County. Late May 2013.

NEXT at the Corcoran: BFA Class of 2011 -

Corcoran Gallery of Art

Photo captured in Trinidad. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.

Took a similar photo in 2010...

Musically driven wine shop near my new digs on 96th and Madison… the universe led me to this perfect little store after a minute of self reflection and gratitude, thank you universe.

Photo captured a few miles east of the city of Arcata on California Highway 299. Humboldt County. Late November 2012.

Photo captured along the beach at Dry Lagoon. Humboldt Lagoons State Park. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.

Photo captured in Crescent City. Del Norte County. "State of Jefferson." Early March 2013.

We humans have this unique ability to reflect upon our own psyches. This is our strength, as well as the source of our problems.

 

Visual riffs:

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Red Wine, White Wine, Vodka - Hurricane Kit Complete!

Photo of the King Range captured along the Lost Coast via Mattole Road. Humboldt County. Late May 2013.

Photo captured at a cattle ranch near the Lost Coast via Mattole Road. Humboldt County. Late May 2013.

It's all starting to feel like home again.

Can you see me? This is the gift shop of the Jean Bonnet Tavern in Bedford Pennsylvania. What a lovely little shop it was.

Photo captured from the Vista Point on U.S. Highway 101 in McKinleyville. Humboldt County. Late January 2013.

FGR invades Self-Reflection

 

Hummels. They belonged to my mom. Not really my style; but I keep them for sentimental reasons.

Photo captured while driving towards U.S. Highway 101, near post-mile marker 85.40 on Highway 1, the Shoreline Highway, near Leggett. Mendocino County. Late March 2013.

Kasteel van Rhoon05, autoportrait

Photo of the Golden Gate Bridge captured from the Marin Headlands in Marin County. Bay Area. Early December 2012.

Here's the new me.

Photo captured alongside the Redwood Highway, U.S. 101, a few miles north of the town of Orick. Humboldt County. Late May 2012.

Photo captured just north of the Freshwater Lagoon alongside U.S. Highway 101, the Redwood Highway. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.

Photo captured along the beach at Ma-Le'L Dunes in the census-designated place of Manila. Humboldt County. Late May 2013.

Overthinking

Sunday Evening Post, Vol.4, No.27

Photo captured via Nikon 50mm f/1.8 D AF Nikkor lens on the Big Lagoon Bridge on U.S. Highway 101, the Redwood Highway, in the census-designated place of Big Lagoon. Humboldt County. Late October 2013.

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Photo of the mouth of the Klamath River captured from Del Norte County Road D8 in the town of Klamath. Del Norte County. Early March 2013.

Photo captured near the Grass Lake Summit via U.S. Highway 97. Siskiyou County. "State of Jefferson." On the first day of January 2013.

To read the original blog post: kneverkneverland.com/2013/01/12/the-ghost-with-no-haunt/

 

On the stage, I step from behind the curtain and pray until its over.

After, I feel the tickle of a whisper coming from those behind my back.

Feels like being trapped under the ice of a frozen pond.

They are standing on the icy surface, looking down and laughing.

My muscles clenched in cold and searing pain of suffocation.

This myth is what keeps my mind in its place.

 

In truth, No one wastes a whisper on me.

I am a ghost who has lost its haunt.

A thought that might have formed.

If only I could shed the layers of swaddling cloths.

And withstand the beating into uncertain unconsciousness.

Then, I might emerge from the icy waters as,

Someone.

 

But, I have tasted the safety of the genie.

And I have acquired a mountain of tools to hide behind.

The more of them I have, the closer I think I am to being me.

They will fly me out on their wings into the world and drop me gently on a pile of pillows.

But truth points out that I have traveled no further on this map of lies.

I am the cowardly explorer with no compass.

The thought that never formed.

The ghost with no haunt.

London, September 2008, Whitehall Guards Parade

Woman sitting on grass looking at her mirror image

Photo of the rugged Santa Lucia Mountains captured alongside the El Sur Ranch on the Old Coast Road in Big Sur. Monterey County. Mid April 2013.

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