Tag: artist
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Story in Photography: Summer 48 Hour Film Project 2021

Time flies and projects come and go, but the stacking workload seems to stay the same, pandemic or not. Luckily, I’ve had time to work on and highlight some of the things I’ve been up to in recent months. Particularly, I wanted to highlight some of the behind-the-scenes photography of one of the film productions…
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Analog Rust

I. Twenty-five years.Twenty-five million specks of dust.The flakes of rustblew through plastic and boards:life passed into Hardware and Headspace,and linked cable and cord to my feeling of Home. Super Home Boy 64 I was,where I grew to love characterssaving kingdoms,and I traced their pixelsor painted their dotsinto the adventures I wrote. The polygons materializedand I…
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Direction

Flowing is the tide to sink through the sands. Faster in speed. Slower in thought. Decisive in action.
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Figures

A snort and puff;liquor pours outthrough pores, flushed and fierce,and steam fills the voidwhile clanks ring. A room of trials and tracks,of rattling vibrations,of echoes and shrieks, ecstasytests fate and temps fakefigures. Disfigure in darknessshifting with grunts and moans.Broken glass and swaying, numbing.No fierce burningdeep in flesh flakes and drops. Over-encumbered actand now lazy mirrorshide…
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The South Side Streets

For this week, I decided to highlight my neighborhood. The streets that I live on have a ‘melting pot’ style of living that I’ve never encounter in any other part of the city. If you walk the main strip long enough, you start to spot the many differences, and I’ve learned that it took many…
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Escape to the City: Part 1

I believe I mentioned before that I made it my goal this year to try my hand at a little street photography in my spare time. Well, that’s exactly what I’ve been working on here and there. My first round of photos are still in the final stages of being edited, which will hopefully soon…
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Wildfires

Words are wielded like torches,unintentionally hot,accidentally unconstrained,and hit patches of flesh we did not expect. I breathe fire without insult,singe discontent, unaware,and spread consequence,burning a hole in my confidence. Leave me ash and shame,and smolder with my sorrow,as a stare deep into the embers,red as all in sight. The wildfires are strong.Don’t send me if…
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The Shrine

A shrine is a holy place. It is a place that is highly revered by a culture. It is a person of historical significance. It is a library that holds all the knowledge of the world. In this case, it is a relic designed to challenge.


