Rise & Grind Photography

Rise & Grind Photography A Husbands & Wife Collaborative Art Photography page. Photos are taken throughout their travels but

Un árbol solo en medio del campo,guardando memoria.These fields are my sanctuary—where my abuelos spoke in harvests,nami...
01/01/2026

Un árbol solo en medio del campo,
guardando memoria.

These fields are my sanctuary—
where my abuelos spoke in harvests,
naming what the land would give
because they knew her,
porque la tierra se conoce con las manos.

I was raised by caminos de polvo y sol,
by stories carried in Spanish and silence.
The Valley lives in my blood,
surcos corriendo por mis venas,
raíces profundas, sin pedir permiso—
raíces antiguas de esta tierra,
un patrón trazado mucho antes de que fuéramos pensamiento,
antes de nombres, antes del tiempo.

We do not stand on this land—
estamos sobre su cuerpo,
walking the same earth that held
those who came before us,
those who dreamed us into being.

I drive as an offering.
I wander as remembrance.
I pause to give gracias to the land that raised me.

Aquí sigo. Aquí honro.
This is not just where I’m from—
this is where my spirit learned how to belong.

Koffee came to us through a friend who found him abandoned in the fields in the middle of the night—tiny, ribs showing, ...
12/30/2025

Koffee came to us through a friend who found him abandoned in the fields in the middle of the night—tiny, ribs showing, way too small to be out there alone. Just a week before, we had taken in his sister, Jett, who was found and brought to us in the same state. So when he needed a family, it felt like it was already decided. Of course he was coming home with us.

We fed him, loved him, spent time with him, and he slowly grew into himself. Now he’s all fluff and personality. A true winter dog with a thick double coat that loves snacks and somehow looks extra dramatic after a bath—his fur catching the light, almost shimmering. I love seeing him stretched out in front of the fireplace, covered in his flannel blanket like he knows he’s part of the cozy aesthetic.

He’s slow and heavy until he needs to protect his home and suddenly isn’t. A total goofball. Always flopping over, always finding mud, always making us laugh. He lives for cuddles, love, and attention—and he is completely obsessed with my mom. His favorite place is on her lap as if he was still a puppy. My mom loves him so much she can manage to hold him there for a minute or two sometimes 😂 Loyal, gentle, and just the right amount of ridiculous.

There’s something really special about sitting here on a cold winter day, watching him exist so peacefully while Alan pets him. From a tiny abandoned pup to this warm, fluffy presence filling the space.🐶🐾

December Weekly Schedule is here!​Winter vibes, creative moments, and time to unwind! Join us this week for art, communi...
12/13/2025

December Weekly Schedule is here!​
Winter vibes, creative moments, and time to unwind! Join us this week for art, community, and a little creative calm.​
All levels welcome — come make something with us 🤍​
Register online & save your spot!

Who’s ready to play with color and creativity? We’ve got a few spots left for tomorrow’s classes—come paint, craft, and ...
12/09/2025

Who’s ready to play with color and creativity? We’ve got a few spots left for tomorrow’s classes—come paint, craft, and unwind with us!
Save your seat: unwindanddesign.org

Each day invites us to quiet the noise in our minds, pick up our tools, and create something—big or small. When we see t...
09/30/2025

Each day invites us to quiet the noise in our minds, pick up our tools, and create something—big or small. When we see the day as a work of art, we step out of our heads and into the joy of living.

I stood still beneath the Rick sky,where light and motion danced as one.To my left—golden rays spilled through veils of ...
09/19/2025

I stood still beneath the Rick sky,
where light and motion danced as one.
To my left—golden rays spilled through veils of clouds,
their warmth bleeding across a canvas of blue.
To my right—rain unfurled like strands of hair,
a quiet cascade from darkened heavens.

And then, behind me, a force approached—
low, heavy, ancient.
Clouds circled like an old guardian,
demanding reverence with every breath of wind.
The Centinela, proud and steady,
was swallowed by sienna—
a shimmer like desert sand set aflame by the sun’s last kiss.

It was not just weather.
It was a storm—
a living painting,
a story written in the sky.
And as I drove into its heart,
I knew this was a sight worth remembering.

Look to the next posts—
the images tell the rest.



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This Thursday you have two chances at 5:30 pm and 7:15pm. To discover the therapeutic fusion of drawing and creativity i...
04/25/2024

This Thursday you have two chances at 5:30 pm and 7:15pm. To discover the therapeutic fusion of drawing and creativity in our realism anatomy easy drawing lessons. With our expert cartoonist as your guide, unlock the secrets of crafting expressive characters from feet to torsos. Embrace your unique style and embark on a journey where every stroke nurtures growth and soothes the mind . # drawing Centro

Photographing my friends propigation process.
08/04/2021

Photographing my friends propigation process.

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03/16/2020

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03/16/2020

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