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Howl

A video of animated text taken from an excerpt of Allen Ginsberg's Howl

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Slowing the World down Through a Pinhole

I originally started out in film photography. Like most people, I was ecstatic when I got my first digital camera and I quickly left film photography behind. I was seduced by the brilliance and relative ease by which I could create digital images.

As of late, I have become disillusioned with digital photography. I feel that it places an over emphasis on technology, much to the determent of craftsmanship and freedom of expression. I reached a plateau in my photography that I could no move beyond without continuing to make substantial investments in hardware and software.

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Building a New Reality

to go on, strange and untethered
a solitary entity of movement
talking into a cavernous museum
rooms full of dinosaur bones

when color is unfamiliar
and my voice is not my own
is this what it’s like to pretend?
to pretend to be in the world

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Odious Devices

the artery and the technology
then violation of the lamb
throat rendered blade blood
immaculate fuck, dry mouth
the body cavity, split tongue
infiltration vomit of words
of devices, ancient in belief
launch crossbow hands

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Enter the Soft World

Forms, both man-made and natural have a way of drawing me in to examine place. There is idyllic beauty that is easily identified in nature. But with circumspection, beauty can also be found in the neglected structures of man. There exists a beautiful melancholy in man-made forms that have outlived their function. Form no longer follows function.

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Black Hole Sun

I’ve always been fascinated by the way photographs hold motionless the fleeting moment. To capture an ephemeral moment that hangs ever so briefly in space, is to capture a ghost. This ephemeral moment is stillness. It is difficult to discern without photography, because it gets lost in the ever flowing stream of consciousness. Captured stillness is silence of the uncluttered mind.

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Building a Wave

Like most visitors to the coast, I collect seashells. I take them to remind me of time spent at the water's edge. But I often find myself wanting more. I want a reminder of the interplay that existed between me and a wave. How do I show the single-mindedness that I experience within the surf zone? With this same single-mindedness, I began to join smooth pieces of seashell together. New structures evolved. These arraignments make manifest the Zen Mind present in a dynamic environment. We are a fleeting existence.

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