I've been trying to explain that trip that I took two years ago at this time in an eloquent, concise, and well delivered manner.

But, I'm just not good at that. To most, it seemed sporadic, reactionary, unprofitable, and impractical.  

I understand. Why would a person voluntarily put 7000+ miles on an already well-loved SUV? Why, after spending nearly $3000 fixing it, would you ever put your car through this drive, specifically, the desert? Why would you spend your hard-earned money on a trip that may or may not be profitable? Is this just for fun? Or is it work? 

And, in turn, I have given some long-winded, beat-around-the-bush answers. Because, I just didn't (and still don't) have the words for it.  

But, Tom Brady of the New York Times Weekly, does

 "Every life-altering decision I've ever made has seemed, at first blush, misguided, misjudged or plain foolish," he wrote, "and ultimately turned out to be the opposite: every seemingly wrong person I've fallen for, every big trip I have splurged on, every great apartment taken that I could not realistically afford." 

"His career move at age 48 – coming to New York City to try to make a life as a writer – revealed his impractical side. And the more he cultivated that side, he said, the better off he was." 

Brady wrote this in an article one morning titled "Cultivating Our Impractical Sides" and he wrote it so well.

South Street Inn

South Street Inn is possibly the most beautiful bed and breakfast in Charlottesville, Virginia. It sits only two blocks from Main Street and even had a complimentary wine and cheese hour for guests. I was there for the Look3 Festival and it was worth every penny. I walked away refreshed with so much new information, inspiration and focus. Already looking forward to next year-- to both! 

Mike's Meal Ticket

I went into this trip with a vague idea of how it was going to go. By the end, we all sat in the truck laughing, yet stupefied by the same thing. I sat in the front seat listening to my brother explain how rare and bizarre it was that we caught anything at all, much less a Steelhead. We didn't even take a net with us. Nothing was going to happen. But, I picked a fly with not only immense luck, but a bizarre and fantastic name: Mike's Meal Ticket. And, that, it was. 

Wycliffe Gordon

Wycliffe joined the Charleston Jazz Orchestra last week, covering the best of Louis Armstrong. Boy, did they nail it. They even stood up and sang the most beautiful rendition of the Happy Birthday Song to Pat--who has never missed a Charleston Jazz Orchestra show ever. They presented her with roses and a standing ovation from the entire crowd. She sits front row every time, keeping rhythm on her walker seat. She's a spit fire! Happy Birthday, Pat! 

The Favorite and Online Store

First, thanks to everyone who came out to the Opening at Collective Coffee. It went swimmingly! Second, Light Leak in Arizona was one of the favorite prints of the night although the print from the show sold, I've made an online store available to those afar and could not make it. Check it out! 

Shreveport, Louisiana

Went back to Shreveport a few weeks ago and snapped some film while I could. These are some of my favorite neighborhood eats in Shreveport, Louisiana: Superior Bar and Grill, Rhino Coffee, Great Raft Brewery, and Monjuni's.

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Okay, and a few more: Byronz Bistro, Norton's Art Gallery (alright, technically not a restaurant, but still a favorite place), Oyster Bar, and Superior Steakhouse. Of course, there are so many I'm missing. Round two coming soon! 

Mental Healing

Well, Mental Heeling, that is. My first regatta, my first time witnessing a sailboat crash, and not my last time facing my fear of deep ocean water. The beauty and pace of it all was so distracting, I didn't have time to think about it. 

Even though it was quick thinking and movements, once the motor was off it was dead silent except orders being called out patiently, the sails catching wind, and water lapping against the boat. 

(Okay, all was calm, except for this crazy port side crash. Broadsided!)

(Okay, all was calm, except for this crazy port side crash. Broadsided!)

Through spurts of quick movements and wind changes, I was ready for a fast-paced, but it was all slow-motion. You can only go as fast as the wind takes you, which--that day--wasn't fast at all and left plenty of time to take sunset pictures. 

So, maybe we didn't win, but as we looked around, more and more people were dropping out of the race and jumping in the water. So, we did the same and just enjoyed the overflowing pink sky. 

After it all, with the wind at our backs, we let down our sheets, set our sights on the sun, and headed home. 

We took time to breathe in the salty sea, feel the warm, summer breeze and appreciate that quiet sailing pace and the beauty of it all. 

Emanuel AME

It's pretty safe to say we've all been saturated by images from the terrible events at Emanuel AME nearly one month ago. I've been sitting on these for a while.  I was lucky to be front row for parts of the unraveling, including photographing those visiting the church the day after as well as the NAACP meeting. There was something that stuck out to me about this church: The proximity of it. You can see Emanuel AME's steeple from everywhere. It's also right in the middle of downtown. It's on a traffic-filled, main street one block from Marion Square and across the street from Buist Academy. Something else that saddened me was remembering meeting all of the original bridge crossers from Selma, Alabama. They sacrificed so much to push things forwards. I hope they see the positive outcome and uniting from this rather than us taking steps backwards.  I hope you find more beauty and strength than sadness in these photos. More hope than pain. More mending and healing than growing adversity. And, as children continue to look on, I hope we teach them well.

Southern Weddings, Cont.

Yeaman's Hall was one of the most beautiful places I've been in Charleston. It's secretive and full of winding roads It simply unravels in front of you. A golf course one way, a flowing creek the other, and lush greens in between. Ooh Events did such wonderful job setting up a beautiful tent and an intimate garden dinner. Lauren, from WildFlour Pastry, set up an elegant (and delicious!) cake underneath the tent. And Lily-sweet Lily!- from the Flowershop was spot on with her florals. The sun seemed to set so gracefully on the far side of the course. The dinner was held under gorgeous string lights and the evening was a success! Congratulations and many thanks all around to a phenomenal team who made this a beautiful evening!


Thomas Dworzak

I like the fact that I am not in control, that the photographs are what happens, rather than the result only of the decision I make. You could say that’s the downside of photography, but it’s also why it is magic.
— Thomas Dworzak

Charleston, South Carolina

I go into Ektar film knowing it's going to be really saturated. Every time. And still, I can't resist it. I tried to recently in a Kowa Six in bright, vibrant downtown Charleston. I can't lie-- I'll probably use it again. I dig it. And use more of it; those 12 shots just won't do it for me.