the studio just feels really beautiful to me right now. I almost don’t want to touch anything. The quiet before the storm. Chaos is a nosebleed that you feel coming and all you can do is ready yourself.
So I’ve had the photography bug in me since High school. My first job was I worked at a theme park in NC/SC. I developed a lot of films and took tourist photos.
The job was not amazing but I found it to be kind of brilliant but to structured. I’m a child of chaos as you well know.
I just walked around for a few weeks and took the shots that jumped out to me.
I wondered across this one on a coffee trip.
so fun and so stunning.
my messy bag.
I just love how they turned out.
Weird but beautiful .
odd angles and lighting.
The book is coming a long. It’s harder to finish then I imagined a second book would be and I have a few commissions to do this month.
There is a madness to silence. I life in silence in a different way. Mine is more of visual silence. I watch and slowly the world melts away and then I paint for hours. In that time I can’t hear the waking world. It has this lovely lonely feel to it. Does that make any sense? I hope you get what I mean. I’m a self-isolationist in many ways.
The book is coming a long. I had to take a break for a second to let my eyes rest. The left is still trying to time travel. Not the easiest to be two timelines at once.
Here are some of the shots for the 6 of 30.
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The start of a painting is the hardest. The blank is all your fears and self doubt. I’ve been doing this a long time and I still get nervous. I try to get in front of the fear. Never let it get behind you.