I’m pretty interested in rocks. Or I guess, how those rocks are and make the landscape. There’s some interesting, eons long conversations being had with the rocks, the water and the living things.

Today’s a morning where it feels like a few things fell into place. At least a few things that gives me some direction for the next few months

The beautiful thing about shooting film is often being deliberate. Taking the moment to say, “What do I want from this image”. It’s doubly nice when time and silence are afforded by a location where a cell phone doesn’t really work and the main sounds are the wind through the valleys and the ravens playing in the air, conking and clicking at each other while doing barrel rolls lazily but gracefully.

I need an outlet that’s not Instagram. I used to love Instagram. I got the app when I was still a bike messenger, so sometime in 2012. I signed up for it as an alternative to Twitter to post shitty phone photos of stuff I saw as a bike messenger and weird deliveries I made on the custom rack I had on my work bike. That Twitter account was a direct suggestion from the rack’s builder, which led to Instagram.