This is not a goodbye

I began this blog a little under three months ago as a requirement for my Freshman Photography class at RIT. At first I was rather apprehensive as to displaying my work online, I always have been. Anyone could find it, steal it and possibly take credit for it. But I have maintained personal blogs in the past so I was excited to be given one as an assignment. So with this, and the hope that Metadata would do its job, I went on and I am happy that I did.

I used this blog to post my photographs that mean the most to me and ones that described how I was feeling at that current moment in time. I enjoyed creating captions that were somewhat abstract in that they didn’t speak directly to the image. They instead related an aspect of my personal life to the subject of the photograph. “You should write greeting cards” is how my dad responded to the words accompanying my photographs. This was probably my favorite part of the blog.

Maintaining this blog has also allowed my family and friends to see what I am presently paying forty thousand dollars a year to learn. I don’t often share my work with them so they were rather excited to venture into my world, especially my parents who even showed my grandma how to access it on her rarely used computer.

I plan on continuing this blog in hopes that one day it may develop into something more, something to further my work and career.

Until next time.

Destruction Worth Weeping Over

My freshman year of High School I ventured into the dark room.

Upon receiving my first assignment regarding line and texture I presented my teacher with an image of a destroyed weeping willow next to a lake.

The rest is history.

Or so someday it may be.

Easy Life

I wish I had a Waste Allocation Load Lifter - Earth Class to clean my room for me.

That would be nice.

But then we'd all end up fat.

That would be not so nice.

How do you measure success?

If in my life I ever photograph a moment as emotionally raw as this one I will feel successful.

And that is the honest truth.

Question:

Will this 20 lb book ever teach us about famous works of photography?

I'm a Loose Bolt of a Complete Machine

I am me.

The Death of Beauty

All dressed up with no place to go.

Patience

Mother by David Hockney

I now have a new found respect for David Hockney.

His work is unbelievably tedious.

I have recently learned this the hard way.

Thank you for inspiring me.

She don't believe in shooting stars,

But she believes in shoes and cars.

*Insert Adjective Here*

You never know what you're going to get.

Non Believer

People should love and be loved everyday.

Not just when the card and flower companies tell them to.

Arachibutyrophobia

I will never comprehend the possibility.

Eyes

I dare you to venture into my soul.

Forward

Life will throw a fork in the road in front of you.

Sometimes it is at the exact moment when you feel as if everything is perfect.

It is then that you believe in yourself.

It is then that you grow.

It is then that you choose a direction and regret nothing.

Limitless

Dancing in the wind I feel fearless.

The Island

"Either you date a rich girl from the North Shore, or a cool girl from the South Shore." - Billy Joel

I miss color.

White is so Patches 19-24.

Two Different Types of Tundras

Long Island will always have my heart.

It Takes Time

But at some point you learn to see the sun.

WALL-E thinks that you should recycle.

You should consider listening to him.

Oh hey dad,

Sorry about that one time that I peed on you nineteen years ago when I was born.

I had no control of my bladder.

Your Loving Daughter