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Part 2 of 2
04/04/2025

Part 2 of 2

When your roommate makes cool things, it’s a gift to capture them. It’s also a study in how one can make almost any envi...
04/04/2025

When your roommate makes cool things, it’s a gift to capture them. It’s also a study in how one can make almost any environment feel like an editorial. Enjoy the free trial here. part 1 of 2 because of instagram’s cropping

I am enamored with this place. I joke sometimes that it’s a Stockholm syndrome situation but it feels more like home tha...
02/20/2025

I am enamored with this place. I joke sometimes that it’s a Stockholm syndrome situation but it feels more like home than anywhere I’ve been so far. Maybe that will change, but for now, I’ve been clinging to this state like a barnacle. My community is here, my chosen family, and my neighbors that I don’t really like but must learn to coexist with. Everything I’ve ever dreamt of feels possible here. It seems like everything you might have heard about California is true, all at the same time. We’re in for a rough ride, but this place is worth protecting. These people are worth standing up for. I hope that we can find a way to pull through. Enjoy some scenes from the past year or two as I rediscover them myself. My hope is that, if you stay, you stay to thrive. And you stay to help each other thrive, not just to get by and ignore anybody that looks like they need a hand. It’s way past time to look around and appreciate what we have here together. Let’s make the most of it.

Enchanting levitation with who did her own makeup and skates like a fiend.Got super lucky with this shoot. Luck keeps f...
01/18/2025

Enchanting levitation with who did her own makeup and skates like a fiend.
Got super lucky with this shoot. Luck keeps finding me, I guess. Or magic. Counting my blessings and finding more all the time. I’m starting to feel hopeful again.

Shades of stories perplexingly tall, how many smiles can summon dreams the size of our stars. and I were hard workers a...
08/20/2024

Shades of stories perplexingly tall, how many smiles can summon dreams the size of our stars. and I were hard workers and big dreamers when we met, what, 7 years ago or something like that? For some connections, time means nothing. We had a lovey day smiling and swearing and sweating in the sun, hiking up and down stairs looking for the perfect places to set up. And always so much PRESENCE in her presence. The energy was electric. I love a good little session like this, freeform and wistful and cruising on vibes. .nailapothecary nails on POINT too. Check her out for all your needs in SD.
Coming up on the big move, so my time to edit has been limited, but I’m almost done grieving the space I am losing and growing that into excitement for the new beginning it will be. I’m sure all new possibilities will creep into my mind once the dust settles… and I’ll have less clutter to deal with (hopefully). Here’s to some things always changing and others always being the same, and to those that change us for the better. Thanks for reading. I love you, goodnight.

Softness is hard to invoke in a time and place such as this.Compulsion is pandered to. Ego is king. The traffic of rat r...
07/26/2024

Softness is hard to invoke in a time and place such as this.
Compulsion is pandered to. Ego is king.
The traffic of rat races drown out the singing. But I can feel the undercurrent.
We can follow the desired path of our hearts.
Come with me to an oasis of beautiful things.
Feast on that violet light from beyond the veil.
If life is a jungle then one can dance in the rain. Welcome the storm.

💃 The lovely and talented .lo wearing lots of goodies.
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Proof of work from May’s release of Vigour Magazine. Learning the ropes in this industry without a road map has been a w...
06/05/2024

Proof of work from May’s release of Vigour Magazine. Learning the ropes in this industry without a road map has been a whole journey in and of itself. Everyone finds their own way, it seems, and how things happen will always change, so you can’t ever get too comfortable. I’m fortunate to have crossed paths with some incredibly talented and driven people as of late. Pictured here is a spitfire of a woman. Single mom and driven businesswoman who always does 110% heck, she did her own makeup for this glam-focused shoot when we lost a makeup artist last minute, and it turned out amazingly. I couldn’t be happier with that. Thank you to for beautiful hair that held up under SO MANY wardrobe changes and style/mood changes. Thanks to for being my assistant and confidant and ever supportive friend.
We had a last minute change to our location, as well, but we made the most of it and .la was wonderfully accommodating. Look them up for events or a shoot space!
Shot on EOSR with my AD600 and AD200.

Working on some new things. Working through some new things. Working and going through some things. Showing up continues...
05/01/2024

Working on some new things. Working through some new things. Working and going through some things. Showing up continues to be the hard part but also the thing I’m focused on. Focus has been difficult as well. Despite that, here’s a little output and a little bit of hope:
The sun still rises. I can still catch my breath if I look for it. Love flows through movements and into creation. I tried a couple new ideas and a new lens out with this little test shoot and I’m very pleased with the results. The battery powered strobe continues to be a big help, the sun continues to be my friend. I am grateful for good conversations and artistic collaborations. I am grateful for a full night’s rest once in a while. And I’m grateful for you, dear reader. More soon, I hope.

Color study in the kitchen window, ages after we held our hearts against the sleeves of time and whispered, “will you co...
04/10/2024

Color study in the kitchen window,
ages after we held our hearts
against the sleeves of time
and whispered,
“will you come to me in the dark?”
this shimmering plane,
hidden by heat,
manifested like dark energy
a bold new roadhouse for art and inspiration.
Where have we come,
if not to parent our younger selves?
only venturing now
between the daisies and crying birds
What is this summoning?
Enjoy this eclipse,
I’m singing to the earth.

Happy trans day of visibility. May this be a reminder that transness is not dealing with biology, but sociology. It isn’...
04/01/2024

Happy trans day of visibility. May this be a reminder that transness is not dealing with biology, but sociology. It isn’t about how someone looks or dresses but how they wish to be SEEN. It’s about how we interact with others. It’s about our interests, communication styles, relationship preferences, and the roles we choose in our communities. To all the creators and mentors that came before me, I salute you and thank you. To all those younger folx who may be scared or confused or tired, you’re not alone. And nobody can tell you who you are.

I spent a long time so deep in the closet I didn’t know what it was. It took a lot of time and reflection and reading to come to terms with how I made my way through life. I mourned the version of me that I thought I was, and the one I thought I was becoming. Ultimately, I found that everything about me that made me who I am has remained in tact throughout this process, and only the scenery has changed.
Happy eclipse, happy Easter, happy Ostara. I love you. Goodnight. 💜

Trying some new screen print style edits out. More from this little session with the absolutely killer .schumm who conti...
03/19/2024

Trying some new screen print style edits out. More from this little session with the absolutely killer .schumm who continues to do cool things. She’s got a vlog going now, so check that out.
I may be focusing on posting photography a bit more in the coming months, and working on finding an agency or magazine to coordinate with. I want to make some things happen, and have been kind of mired in the setup of workflow and the development process of that ideal.
It’s hard to make art when self esteem is low and you don’t know if you have gas money, and the industry that’s bankrolled my pursuit of art basically crumbling beneath me has put a huge dent in my self esteem. I am incredibly fortunate, however, to have friends and family who believe in me so strongly that they encourage this pursuit to the end of the earth, and who have helped in every way imaginable to see me through this period of stagnancy, anxiety, and fear.
It’s been, for me, a far worse year than 2020 ever was. It seems the longer I’m alive, the more worries I have about everything and the gloomier my outlook is for the near term, although this has also been a year of awakening for me as well. I’m more politically educated and active and working on getting even more so. I’m more sure of who I am and what I want, and even more sure of what I DON’T want.
Things have always had a silver lining though, no matter how dark. I can look up and find the moon, most nights, and the sun keeps rising in the morning. For that, I am grateful. And for all of you who read this far. You’re a real one.
For the first time in a long time, maybe because the Oscar’s are over with, I didn’t hear police helicopters circling my neighborhood all night. That was a very welcome kind of quiet. Hope you have a lovely day~

I don’t post on here as often as I probably should to let people know where I’m at, what I’m up to, etc. part of me real...
02/24/2024

I don’t post on here as often as I probably should to let people know where I’m at, what I’m up to, etc. part of me really doesn’t want to add to the ceaseless noise of this little planet, part of me just built up a whole series of obstacles in my head and in the physical world to posting the kinds of things that I want to post. But this is for you, dear reader. These flowers ( courtesy the darling ) this soliloquy, all the pretty little things I like to post, all the not-so-pretty things, too. I hope that, by me writing my weird little thoughts out in the world, someone might see it and feel less alone. This space is for you, dear reader. I hope you’re well. Or at least alive and not crying. Crying’s ok too though. I’m gonna work on taking up a little bit more space, and I hope you’re down for the journey.

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