Nothing beats the nostalgia of vintage photography albums. Especially when they’re created by loved ones. While admiring my grandmother’s vintage photography, I can’t help but wonder if my passion for art and travel came from her. I’m drawn to photography because it captures a single moment in time. The photos that hang on a refrigerator…
Read MoreNegative comments about my useless fine art photography degree are nonstop. “Why would you be interested in learning about film photography when it’s on the brink of extinction?” they ask. This is a question I hear and contemplate nearly every day. Twenty years later, I’m still photographing film. I love it as much as I…
Read MoreThree years ago I wrote about my dreaded life question. What do I want to be when I grow up? I realized the importance of that original blog post while attempting to edit it. That post is part of my story and I can’t change it, so why try. After reflecting on how far I’ve…
Read MoreThe 100 Day Project begins today! My palms are sweaty and my heart is racing. I have no idea what I’m in for. Sure, it’s exciting at first, but aren’t all new endeavors? 100 blog posts in 100 days. It may not seem like much to you, but this is huge for me. This is…
Read MoreWe make a stop in Garmisch as we travel Bavaria, Germany. Along the southern border of Germany, at the foothills of the Bavarian Alps, Garmisch captures my heart. Barack Obama is running for president of the United States of America while I visit Garmisch. It’s 2008 and speaking a foreign language about American politics is…
Read MoreAmsterdam Fine Art Photography Bicycles surround me, weaving in and out of traffic. Boats tour the historic canals. Amsterdam is known for the red-light district and cannabis coffee shops. Endless opportunities for a fine art photographer. I wander into this flower shop and gaze at the bouquets of color surrounding me. Inspiration hits hard. It’s…
Read MoreI approach the serene Canoe Bay organic garden with wonderment. Deer roam near the fence as I open the gate. Walking through the Canoe Bay organic garden is pure serenity. A true gift indeed. This garden offers silence, which is a form of therapy and meditation for me. Creativity is unleashed in the silence. Perched…
Read MoreWe’re off to Supai, Arizona. Or should I say abandoned Arizona? I pull out the map from the glove box and open it with excitement. We’re traveling from Kingman heading east on the open road of Route 66. “Take a left, we’ll reach Supai in 64 miles,” I say. We drive for miles, thinking our…
Read MoreRiding the gondola toward the peak of Mount Pilatus resembles my life. Anticipation isn’t the only thing that rises as we near the summit of Mount Pilatus. The fog becomes dense, resulting in little to no visibility. I traveled Switzerland thirteen years ago. Hence, photographing fog for over a decade. But it wasn’t until recently…
Read MoreI refuse to allow a Crohn’s Disease diagnosis define my health. I make decisions to change my life when I have no other choice. That’s when I finally do the hard work and change for the better. When I have nothing else to lose. My first symptoms of Crohn’s Disease began the evening of my…
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