Travels Untold

Talk about an emotional month!! phew.. and August isn't even anywhere near over! Some really great things are on the horizon and I have to say I am pretty stoked about some of the potential for my photography company. I got a bid accepted for some huge landscape prints that are to be displayed in a new office building and I am really quite excited about it. The deal should go through next week!! It's rewarding to have some positive reinforcement for the landscape portion of my photography. Hopefully with this commission and a few other deals, I will be able to suck it up and make the switch to a mac laptop!

Along with that, some even cooler news.. .oh yea, I'm published!!! Saaawweeeet. I published a book. Yup. that's right. And no, it doesn't matter if you can't read, it's composed of landscape photography. This has been interesting, because it started as a small project to test a printing company for wedding albums and it has slowly manifested into something that may turn out to be really beneficial. Since the feedback has been soooo strong on the book, I decided to chuck it all and go for it. I'm hosting a book release party on Aug 15th where I will be taking orders for what has been called. "the ultimate backpacker's coffee table book". I take that as a compliment of the highest order. But in a seriousness it is way traumatic in some ways because there are a lot of what-ifs, but if I silence that nagging self-doubt voice, I actually believe I have a pretty good chance at getting some really positive marketing. It would be fantastic to kill it. You know what though? No matter the outcome of the book sales, it's a good feeling to put something together that takes people into the recesses of their memory and imagination to evoke feelings of longing and belonging, of solitude and connectedness.. you get the point. Anyway, I'm excited!! So if you are in town COME DRINK BEER AND BUY A BOOK.. if you're not in town.. GET IN TOWN- DRINK BEER AND BUY A BOOK!! :P heh heh heh

Traces of familiarity

Another rise another fall-
heart open and vulnerable
with each misted breathe,
knowing,
somewhere hidden among secret desires
and forsaken memories,
pain will sing again.

Uncompromising injustice
fevered by infallible innocence,
the tip wields ever so slowly-
watching
waiting
expecting.
a quick exhale and the intoxicating
anger teases the iris
yet again.