more.

I don't think Pennsylvania is where my home is anymore, but I'm hesitant to say that Rochester is home.  For now though, I guess it's the best that I've got.  

I feel restless from staying in one place for so long.  Spring quarter and part of this summer has led me all over the East Coast and New England.  I've rode subway cars in cities larger than I have ever dreamed possible.  I've laid on docks at the most serene lakes.  New York, NY, Dillsburg, PA, Sunapee, NH, Lake Ontario, NY, Assateague, MD, Fremont, NH, Boston, MA, Bethany Beach, DE, Dagsboro, DE, Lancaster, PA, Ocean City, MD, and all of the places along the way.  I've been a lot of places in a short amount of time, but I crave to see more, experience more, feel more.  

The idea of dropping my jobs, friends, family, and school for a year to travel this country, and possibly others,  has more than crossed my mind lately.  If I had the necessary funds to take this trip today, in all honesty, I probably would.  I want to see all of the great things there are to see in this world.  

Soon, I would like to post photos from the places I've been.  I have thousands of images, so picking one or two for each trip is going to be hard.  Finding the time to do this with two jobs is also going to be hard.  And after that, I hope to be on my way to somewhere new, camera in tow, ready to see more, experience more, and feel more.

right now

Holy fuck. I haven't posted anything in almost a month.  Not that anyone reads the stuff I put on here, but still. I've been in a huge rut lately, but I think I'm starting to head in the right direction.  Not just with art, but with life in general.  I'm not anywhere close to where I want to be, and I won't be close any time soon, but it's a step.  When I get some time I want to put up some more photos from this quarter's photo arts class.  

Also, I went to NYC for the first time in my life last weekend.  I had such high expectations of glamour and fabulous people and bustling streets...the whole nine.  I feel like I have a love/hate thing happening with my experience there this weekend.  It's hard to describe.  I loved it there because it was such a change of pace compared to where I currently lived and where I grew up.  The huge difference was more than appealing.  At the same time though, I hate that city a lot.  There are so many problems it's insane.  I've never seen a homeless person in my life before I went there.  I've never seen protests.  I've never seen such pollution...dirt...etc.  Despite all of that, I probably had one of the best weekends of my life.  I don't have a ton of friends here, but the few friends I do have are fucking amazing.  I wouldn't give up that weekend for anything.

I'm going to be traveling a lot for the next month.  Every weekend to be exact.  Home this weekend, New Hampshire the next, and the next few are still yet to be decided.  I'm so stoked to see new places and get inspired and make photographs.  I'm not really sure where all of these new places and experiences are going to get me as far as my photography goes...I don't really have a set plan for things.  I'm hoping it can all just fall into place since this feels right at the moment.  Let's just hope I'm not wrong for the sake of my GPA since this whole weekend adventure idea is my final project. 

Right now I just want to photograph, see new places, laugh, and love. Right now.

lately.

Lately I've been shooting a shit ton more compared to my Photo Arts classes from first and second quarter.  Luckily, I have my car up here now, so at least I can get off campus for all of this shooting I've been doing.  The first image is from an abandoned building by a train yard in Rochester.  The other three images are from a conservatory in Rochester.  I've never been a fan of taking pictures of flowers, but these few can slide I guess.  These are just a few of hundreds of images from last week's adventures.  This past weekend is going to need a post too.  I don't know what to think lately because I'm actually starting not to mind living here.  I've been hanging out with a good bit of new people, going new places, and getting off campus every chance I get.  It's just so weird not despising every waking moment of being here.  I'm not going to complain though, these past few weeks have been pretty damn awesome.  

Love.

Recently, I have become completely obsessed with a jewelry designer named Pamela Love.  This particular piece of jewelry is a talon cuff bracelet.  Oh, did I mention the talons are carved from 10,000 to 30,000 year old mammoth tusks?  There are only 14 of these bracelets in the world.  She also has normal silver/gold/bronze ones in the same style, but only 14 like this.  I don't even want to know how much something this amazing costs, but I sure as hell want it.  Her other pieces are equally beautiful.  I need a job.  A very high paying one.  So I can be decked out in her jewelry and revel in the awesomeness. 

photo from http://www.pamelalovenyc.com/

ten.

Week ten.  Is kicking my ass.  The end.

self.

These images are for my Photo Arts II visual journal assignment.  I was supposed to have a self portrait from the beginning of the quarter and the end.  The first one I took after getting out of the shower one afternoon.  I took that photo then because at the time I felt like I was naked.  I kept putting myself out there and I kept getting shot down.  I feel like that is still happening today.  The other was taken sometime in the wee hours of this morning.  I look terrible lately.  I never wear my contacts, or make up, or nice clothes, or do my hair anymore.  Winter has officially wrecked my fucking shit.  I can't wait to get out of here for break.  I need it.


( I don't know why the second image is slightly lower than the first, I can't get them to be even.  Oh well.)

hit it.

Today, on the way to my eight am class, I saw a girl wearing sweatpants that said "hit it" across her ass.  I think it is safe to assume that:
1) She likes to "get it in."  Like..."dude I would hit that."
OR
2) She enjoys a spanking?
Regardless, why does this need to be advertised on your ass at eight am, or any time?  You are dumb.  


On a better note, yesterday was 40 degrees, so I saw grass on the ground for the first time in...oh I don't know...two months?  I'm glad the weather is supposed to be mild for this week.  The cold was really getting to me.