Slight update...

Gotta ship my camera to some factory in Virginia where Canon will determine whether or not to fix it under warranty...

Well, this is an unfortunate development.

My computer and camera have apparently had an argument and are no longer on speaking terms.

When I really bloody need my camera, when I need to take pictures, when I need this catharsis really, really bad right now...this happens.

They need to kiss and make up. I must get these pictures off my camera and onto my computer. I need my outlet so badly right now and I don't have it.

I was sad already but this seriously sucks.

Earlier I cried.

Still in a rut.

The Mind Let Me Go

Despite having the urge to be creative, I haven't felt especially inspired. I don't need a muse; I just need an idea and I can't manage to rattle one out of my head...I feel artistically paralyzed.

under makeup

...love her, but she hides...

For Halloween

From last November.

[With-uh] Teeth[-uh] (*eats rodents)

The really trippy thing about this is that I found this squirrel skull on the cement border to a family plot in a pioneer cemetery first used in the 1850s. Click on it- it's strangely fascinating.

2 Jan 2010 edit- Now someone says this is a cat.

a couple of a couple

(These are oriented correctly; I took these pictures upside-down. ;p)

Catch Religion

Again, clicking is recommended.

Eliza

[With-uh] Teeth[-uh] (*herbivore)

'tis heart to heart.

Broken tombstone: Someone once loved has been forgotten.

The blood on my hands is too cliche, so I'll have you focus instead on my simian line.

...intense, primal, animal, visceral...

my favorite photo ever (right now)

yesterday

anxious

this was once my prayer

at a church

last winter.

Blood Moon, Hunter's Moon, Harvest Moon...

last night

Untitled Dead Cow

yesterday

Marilyn Monroe: Compare & Contrast

7 PM, Friday.

...long week...

for someone

windows & columns

This grave was full of water and dead leaves...

the name and dates obscured by sludge and time...

but probably much enjoyed by birds.

Another short, unnecessary note.

I'm not always going to update so frequently.

Oaks 3

Enough of the oaks already. (Oak-ay.)
Maybe now I'm done?
The first one (on top) is as-taken. It was dark.

Oaks 2

Yeah. Almost done with the damn oaks already.

Oaks

No manipulation. The sky was that color.

Not sure if I like it or not though. Too dark. The tree on the right bothers me. Meh.

Oak 3

Oaks are stretching the theme of this blog, but I'm an oak in Celtic astrology...so...there.

Oak 2

I still can't find the family graveyard just behind the Air Force base where my great great great grandfather is buried. It's somewhere out here.