They had been asked if they could shoot a same day wedding;  the original photographer had an emergency and couldn’t make it.

They had other plans, but as it turned out I didn’t.

So, I headed out to shoot.

I have a weakness for small intimate weddings, and this wedding was a blast.

Many thanks to Dago’s Custom Cycles for letting us use your place.

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Engulfing rains pursue just out the window
Reflections into the mind of the nomad
Into what has been seen
Once exposed to such elements
Never able to place things in reverse
In the unrelenting noise of the machine
Thunder’s voice remains unresolved
A mystery which cannot be solved
Familiar patterns reappear
Into prisms of another dimension
Beyond the realm of all fear
Addictions disappear within the abyss
Unto the nomad who has seen all of this
Hounds and jackals howling as in like
Of the voices in corridors
Relentless water pushing against the dyke
The golden bowl disintegrates
Voicing its rage
Until the integrity of the mind
Surrenders to its cage
– Moses Lestz

I moved back to my hometown and didn’t have access to the tools I needed to keep a photography business going for some time.

But, thanks to help from people very dear to me, I was able to shoot solely to enjoy spending time being creative with friends, rather than for money.

My work got to be art again, I haven’t though about it that way since I graduated from college almost a decade ago.

This art explores simple line, shape and repetition in the female form.

Looking for minimalistic order in things around me has been an extremely cathartic way to get my life back together.