The beginning stages

I have a son. His name is Cohen Isaac. He wakes me up in the middle of the night. I don’t even mind much. His neck bobbles like a bowl of jelly and his eyes bounce from object as he begins to absorb his new world. I can tell he is a dreamer. This world needs more of them. These are the beginning stages of his life.

ROTC

I have been revisiting some old work lately. This is a new edit of a story that I shot last year. I think it still needs some work, but I like where it is going.

fiddlers

A wiswer man than I

Running Deer.

legs, belly, hand and eyes

legs and eyes

confessions?

not on the 25th!

vanity fair

mushroom hunting

Lyndon, KS.

Rosebud, MO

Female reporter: "If you could've found out what Rosebud meant, I bet that would've explained everything."

Thompson: "No, I don't think so; no. Mr. Kane was a man who got everything he wanted and then lost it. Maybe Rosebud was something he couldn't get, or something he lost. Anyway, it wouldn't have explained anything... I don't think any word can explain a man's life. No, I guess Rosebud is just a... piece in a jigsaw puzzle... a missing piece."

felipe goodbye

the first of many!

Fiddler's gathering

Saturday night I photographed a monthly fiddler's gathering of sorts, in Hallsville, MO. Interesting people and great regional folk tunes. I can't really complain about my job sometimes.

photo booth

Setting up a photo booth at my wedding was a great idea. It allowed people to get loose and it kept them entertained, at what is usually a pretty boring event. Here are a few that I found interesting because people were unaware that the shutter was being clicked.

You can see all the pics here.

memories

These are two very special pictures. They represent a monumental event in my life. By looking at them, I will be reminded that what was once two, is now one.