Life (Not So) Lately
So many things. So many things to write, to say, to be, to do, to see, to photograph. I'm not sure how I'll ever catch up, but I know I want to try, because I've been thinking a lot about why exactly it is I have this here blog guy, and I've decided that it's all for me. Me me me me me. It's not that you don't matter, my beautiful reader friends; on the contrary, the fact that anyone reads this blog is a miracle-and-a-half, and I love each and every one of you that takes the time to do it. But I find myself not writing posts because I am so afraid of a lack of perfection, or a lack of response, or lack of acceptance, and to be honest, the repetition of those fears is getting to be a bit monotonous. At the end of the day, I want to remember my life. I want to document the experiences as true to life as I can, as close to the moment as I can, in pictures and words, so that I will be able to look back on them someday and recall how I felt. So you'll have to excuse me for being selfish. But hopefully you'll benefit as well, right? The more honest and open I am, the more enjoyable I'm hoping this whole blogging experience will be, both for me as the creator and you as the reader. I spend so much time looking at other blogs and wondering which one I should be the most like, and it's taken me far too long to realize: the blog I should be the most like is my own. Booyah.
The photos in this post are from, in no particular order: chilling alone at the beach, taking photos of a client's house for location scouts, exploring the mountains, and checking out a giant salt lake. And you know that more photos are to come. Hoo, baby, are more photos to come.