Seashell

Seashell seashell
Tell me your secrets
Hidden ocean confined inside
Let me out
Whispers of the sea haunt me
Deep
Dark
Creatures find their way out in the night
The tide lurches in
Sloshing against the rock walls
Reaching up to the nights sky
White foam traces the shoreline as the water recedes back to its home.

Morning

                       Morning regret
                       false love , I'm positive.

                                                                                     Credit-Jim phelps -http://www.modelmayhem.com/225913

Basking in the light of the sun

It's all black and white, and he's the painter of the world

but why not splatter some color into the mix

nothing is certain 

This painting is just an impressionism 

The green paint drips off the tree branches 

Drip drip drip

Meeting the rocks down below

These were taken using my camera phone during a hike in Oregon with a friend. It was way to beautiful there to keep my clothes on. ;)

You're never homeless when the world is your home

I've been behind at updating this thing due to my winter time hiatus. My 2012 traveling started with a trip to Seattle Washington. I took a traveling buddy along for the first time, I must say it was nice to have company! :)  We got some sight seeing in the day before I had to shoot.

Did a trade shoot while there with an amazing artist, the theme was called "Chained Beauty"
Here are some shots from the shoot-  Photographer-Tommy Edwards

silence burning

 I don't know how I got here, I just know the excruciating pain that I'm in.

I never pictured it ending like this.

So abrupt

All I could do was gaze at the sky out of the window and watch it darken as the time passed

The day was just another idle day, how could it turn sharply like this?

My mind is foggy trying to remember what I did last.

I do all I can to stay calm, they always tell you to stay calm in these situations.

You can cuddle your anger like a raggedy childhood blanket from the past.

Silence floods the room filling every corner.

The level rises until everybody drowns

Interstate

Flowing down the interstate like it's a river

Lines fly by like fish headed upstream

Rain drops tip toe across my windshield.

I want this freedom

No, I've earned this freedom.

The road climbs up the gigantic mountain

The storm festers up top just waiting for my arrival.

Green signs give names to the unknown places.

They really are meaningless if you don't have a destination in mind.

Challenges, spontaneous moments and fulfillment live here.

As do I.

Airport thoughts..

The airport was so cold, so impersonal.

but deep down that's the reason I like it here.

Surrounded by people but no obligations to connect

Muffled voices of the surrounding crowds comfort me

Everyone here is so different yet so the same

The sounds of heels and dress shoes hitting the terminal floor

Rushing by , always in a hurry.

The whiff of Cologne that reminds you of a moment from the past.

It tingles my noise and awakens my senses.

Numbers and times flash across the blue illuminated board

Connect me to my next flight

Here I go again.