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Photo looking towards Trinidad captured from the Vista Point on U.S. Highway 101 in McKinleyville. Humboldt County. Early March 2013.
Photo captured near the Big Creek Bridge via the HDR method of photography in Lucia. Big Sur. Monterey County. Late January 2013.
Photo of Indian Tom Lake captured off Highway 161 near the Oregon State Line near Dorris in Far Northern California. Siskiyou County. Late February 2013.
Photo of Mount Shasta captured via HDR method of photography at Grass Lake near the Grass Lake Summit via U.S. Highway 97. Siskiyou County. Early January 2013.
Photo of the South Fork of the Eel River captured from Avenue of the Giants near the census-designated place of Phillipsville. Humboldt County. Early March 2013.
Photo captured alongside U.S. Highway 101, the Redwood Highway, in the town of Orick. Humboldt County. Late September 2013.
When the world stops spinning, maybe I'll be able to tell what's spinning around in my head.
It's easy for me to still the body.. it's not so easy for me to still the mind.
I try various tools..what seems to work is exhaustion.. but that's so tiring.
I used to be able to make a choice and go with it.. make a decision and not think twice. Now so many options.. so many avenues... so many things calling my name.. needing attention.
At what point do you say to hell with it all and give in?
Photo captured on U.S. Highway 97 near the Grass Lake Summit. Siskiyou County. Far Northern California. On the first day of January 2013.
Photo looking towards the city of Trinidad captured from Clam Beach County Park. Humboldt County. Late March 2013.
My friend Adeline lives in L.A, California now. Her dream has come true. And at the time she was hoping for a miracle, i went to see her in Le Havre. This picture represents quite well her kindness and her determination i think.
Photo captured alongside U.S. Highway 101, the Redwood Highway, in the town of Orick. Humboldt County. Late September 2013.
Photo captured at a cattle ranch on Pacheco Road off of California Highway 255 in the city of Arcata. Humboldt County. Late August 2013.
Photo captured at the 2nd vista point on eastbound Highway 299 near the Hatchet Mt. Summit, at 4368 feet above sea level. Shasta County. On the last day of December 2012.
Photo captured at a sheep ranch, with a hint of Redwood National Park in the background, in the town of Orick. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.
Enter the Funnel
From the smog in our breath,
With each footstep, there is a ghost,
Where light is the intruder, scarce and unwelcome.
This is my artificial cocoon,
My womb of obscurity,
Lost under the weight of unfulfilled potential
And everything is hauntingly beautiful.
As we continually inch forward.
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Photo looking towards an industrial plant of operations, located in Samoa, captured at a cattle ranch alongside Old Samoa Road. City of Arcata. Humboldt County. Late May 2013.
Photo captured at Sonoma Coast State Beach in Bodega Bay. Sonoma County. North Coast. Late January 2013.
Photo of the Santa Lucia Mountains Range captured from Highway 1, the Cabrillo Highway, alongside the El Sur Ranch via the HDR method of photography. Big Sur. Monterey County. Late January 2013.
Photo captured at McArthur-Burney Falls Memorial State Park in Shasta County. Far Northern California. On the last day of December 2012.
trying to find inner light through this 365 project.
Sometimes you just need to use a flashlight to guide the way
Photo captured on Avenue of the Giants near the census-designated place of Phillipsville. Humboldt Redwoods State Park. Humboldt County. Early March 2013.
Photo captured from California Highway 255 and on the Samoa Bridge in Eureka. Humboldt County. Early May 2013.
This is not smoke, yet strangely it appears as though it is like smoke; but this image means more than this.
This is pure light; reflected light.
This is essentially a photograph in its purest form. Light and nothing else. It has no meaning beyond the very nature that it is what it is: light recorded on film.
It was found not in a distant or exotic place, but in the comfort of my living room. I never saw it before. Now I see and I am satisfied by the awareness that comes with it.