double exposures on expired film.
we are of the earth.

Ventured to Wisconsin recently,
a land drifting between my past and present where I spent a brief time some years back.
It seems permanently stopped for me at that time of day just before twilight,
its skies always laden with fading, leafless trees, black and reaching.
Endless wheat colored fields coat the earth there,
and the onyx silhouettes of birds are constantly dotting blank skies.
This place lingers somewhere between familiar and forgotten.
It is a small reminder that I have spent the majority of my life
living out of a suitcase of sorts,
that I don't really belong anywhere,
the only home I recognize
 beats inside of the chest cavity of a boy
 who is very far away.

 Lucid Dreams

in the foggy nothingness
between forgotten and forgetting.
November blues.

cross processed slide film from a while back, all taken one day in the city.
some are double exposures.

Digital bits as of late.
It's cuddle season.

some announcements:

my print shop will only be open for a few more weeks,

 due to the fact that I am leaving the country for quite a while and cannot ship from Europe.
New prints have been posted, and if you enter 'autumn' at checkout you will recieve 15% off.

Also, I am selling one of my film cameras, with a bag and new batterypack in the shop as well.

and now some autumn edibles:

 

 Pumpkin Pancakes with Maple Syrup and Fresh Granola.

Cinnamon Carrot Cupcakes with Cream Cheese Frosting

Pumpkin Chai Latte with Nutmeg

 

there are things that drift away, like our endless, numbered days.