Gear, gear, gear. What photographer doesn’t sweat his weapon of choice? “Do I use film? Do I like the look of digital? Full frame vs something smaller, less noticeable?” Blah, blah, blah, what an unholy waste of time. My advice? Pop into Walgreens, grab some disposables and run into the night.
My old apartment was a gem. Great neighborhood. Close to work. Fun as all hell. The door was the perfect backdrop for any friendly photo shoot, and the neighbors left me alone to hoot and holler long into the night. But, the water was poison, the heater was on it’s last breath and the rent was just insane. More of these will keep popping up, but for now I’d like to thank Scott, Zak and Mary for participating in my life.
It’s not often I find my way home. But, back to the promised lands of Portland, Oregon I go. Here are some images shot in and around the City of Roses from my past few visits.
It’s not about where you live, it’s about where you go. Travel far and wide. Travel as much as possible. Make sacrifices, take chances and get uncomfortable. You’ll never regret seeing something new.
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Most days, I sit at a desk. Sure, I travel more than most. Get to see and do some pretty cool things. But usually, I sit with my feet up, at a desk, all day long. Back in the old days though I wrote about snowboarding. Something I loved, still love and will always love. It’s how I grew up, it’s how I got my start and it’s something I know way too much about. Now, my favorite European snowboard magazine Method Mag has published something new of mine. Something I can’t wait to see the fallout from. Here’s a LINK to the digital copy.
It’s the end of the night. People come over. They want more. Last call means nothing to this lot. They want to squeeze every hour from their weekend. But first, I put them against the wall and say, “Smile.”
Big thanks to Mario Salvatori, Joanna Hussey, Sana Ahmed, Alex Walentin and Danielle Neftin.
Did you hear “they” are aiming to destroy Prada Marfa? If you don’t know, it’s a beautiful piece of art about 30 minutes north of Marfa, Texas. If you do know, you should be outraged. Either way, it’s a pleasure to shoot and an amazing trek just to see. As always, click for High Res.
Halloween has hit a wall. In my humble beginnings, this night was nothing but ninjas, silly string, horror movies and candy. You know, the best shit on earth. Then, post penis realization, it centered on school mixers, freak dancing and getting Dad to drive me to the hot girls after party. One, two, skip a few and boom, college happened. Since then Halloween has been nothing but slutty babes and debilitating hangovers. Until this year that is. This year, I went as a banana, had zero fun and called it quits on the drinking in order to shovel candy into my mouth. Here’s some photos from the horrible time I had.
Found these gems on my desktop. One is of my girlfriends floating head. It’s looking good, click the photo for proof. Below are some legs to lose yourself in. Why? Because the combination of Tiger heads, space and lady legs are better than Cialis.