These Roots

We did not grow here by mistake;
and even if I wanted to I couldn't leave.
It's something more that keeps me here,
something that we've made.
A connection over time that bonds us;
true and strong to one another.
This bond cannot be broken;
no matter how hard a cold wind blows
no matter what is offered.
The roots we have grown every day
will keep us together,
Our past is what makes us.

Heroes of the Sidewalk.

That rainy sunday

Those subtle glances, hoping one would notice the other.

I can still feel the cool concrete I sat on.

I can still feel the doubt in what I was about to do.

That day brings me only one regret.

That I travelled home without you.

Getting my g2= endless possibilities.
I am so happy today :)

Passed out on the overpass
Sunday best and broken glass
Broken down from the bikes and bars
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars
You and me were kings over the parkway tonight
And tonight will go on forever while we
walk around this town like we own the streets
and stay awake through summer like we own the heat
Singing "everybody wake up (wake up) it's time to get down"
(everybody, everybody wake up its time to get down)
And when I pass the bottle back to you
on the overpass tonight, I bet we laugh .

-Brand New

I've had more musical ideas over the last week then ever before in my life.

So I'm letting you know;
though you're not listening,
I'm letting you know:
Look to the northern sky.
I'll be there the rest of tonight;
forever and all of your life.
I'll be there the rest of tonight.






I miss sydney :(

Table For Glasses

As soon as I can find time;
I'm sooooo going to silkscreen this.

We'll drive all night

and break the silence that surround us.
The approaching horizon beckons us forward.
Hour after hour of highway before us, we speed on, breaking the darkness
breaking the silence.
As we move, we abandon; all the things that hold us back
all the places that that we know.
The skyline appears over the horizon,
like a city of sparkling diamonds in a million high rise buildings,
promising us
eternity.

The boy who blocked his own shot.

And if it makes you less sad
We'll start talking again
And you can tell me how vile
I already know that I am



call me a safe bet;
I'm betting I'm not.

Somewhere Far Away.

Meet me in Montauk.

Most Days

My dreams could carry me away.

Ryerson Portfolio......

6 photos on a theme....
6 photos on a theme....
what to do, what to dooooo.....





The decision has been made.

6 Photos on the theme of : ARTISTIC EXPRESSION.

-writing
-dance
-theater
-Painting
-Playing Music
-Singing




Now all I need is to shoot them.....

Night

I'm reading the book "Night" by Elie Wiesel. Its a first person account of his survival through concentration camps as a Hungarian Jew in the early 1940's. I've had it for not even a whole day and already his story has amazed me. Reading the hardships he endured and overcame is the most inspiring feeling ever, knowing the strength he had.
It makes me appreciate how lucky I really am. The threat of death at someone else's hands has never been a possible reality to me. It also makes me wonder how something like the holocaust could even be allowed to happen. Intolerance and hatred have done nothing for this world....

Love vs. Battlefield

this is a war, not what we wanted
this is a future that you wrote.
were moving forwards, looking forwards;
we'll make the best of what awaits.

My photography show opens on Saturday.
I dont know if I should be nervous or not.

So this is the new year.

My resolutions......
I want to be stable this year.
I want to be able to have a good time without losing control.
I want to be comfortable an content with who I am.
I don't want to take anything I have for granted.
I want to help someone through a hard time, as so many have done for me.
All in all, I want to be the best person I can be.