The night tumbles soft, one bead slips by and we're caught one thumb away from eternity.

March 6th, 2015: I was a few months in on my adventure into the nation of Ukraine, a place I would call home for the next four years of my life. The place, the people, balanced up on the cusp of the Eastern Steppe of Europe—it all captured my heart and I've never quite got it back. Never asked for it back, actually. On this particular day, I was out and about in the Ukrainian countryside exploring Kyiv's National Museum of Folk Architecture and Life, named “Pirogovo.” Along f

It happened one September afternoon all the way back in 2015... The left bank of the Dnipro River in Kyiv, Ukraine The Master, Denis, manning the grill. Two American expats standing in awe of this eastern steppe meat magic show about to happen. "It's simple, buddy," Denis says. "Just meat over fire." But then you take a bite. Tender juicy cubes of meat nestled perfectly between chunks of onion and mushroom. Perfect, melt-in-your-mouth, the flavor, Mmmm...putting any other g

Turn it over. Look at it in a new way. That thing you have in your hand. That thought you have in your head. That image you see before you. Spread it out in front of you, disassemble, and reconstruct its little bits like so many Tetris blocks chasing down their perfect place. We're all just little blocks tumbling back and rushing forwards to catch our spot in the light this time around. Enjoy the dance!

Something's brewing in David's kitchen. One day you look up and exclaim, "how nice! Thank you." But then, it wasn't put up there for you. YOU left it up there yourself, you silly goose! Just so you could step back; travel all this way out here... And one day glance up and remember... "Aha! So THAT'S where I left my car!" Stay tuned!

The year was 2007, I was a college student working towards a bachelor of fine arts with a concentration in photography. I was living, breathing, and absorbing all things Art and Photography. A year or so previously, at the well-meaning advice of my Photo 101 Professor, I had purchased a brand new, out of the box, shiny Pentax 35mm camera with a thirty-five-to-something zoom lens. It was a solid, manual functioning, student camera that would serve me well. But then…across a c

Sometimes, you need to channel a little Ansel, or Imogen, or Edward—the tried and true Sixty-fours. The day hits just right. The air is clear, the sky is deep and blue, there is just enough wind to remind you that you are restless, and the tones singing through your photographer's soul are black and white. A Bach fugue starts to play somewhere in the distance. And the moment is ready. It doesn't matter which camera you are using. Shutter, aperture, ISO, focus. The basics are

A collection of weekend shooting for your viewing pleasure. Happy weekend!