Tuesday, March 29, 2011

when waiting is the hardest part

To see these two finally joined as one will be a blessed day.  My heart is saddened because I will not be there for their wedding.  I have known Jon since we were fourteen.  He has grown to be a real brother to me.  So being able to spend the day with them, taking Jon and his beautiful fiance's engagement photos, was a welcomed concession.  Meredyth couldn't be lovelier - Jon has definitely done well for himself.  Their love has traversed a vast landscape of challenges and come out the better for it.  It is definitely something to celebrate and rejoice in.



Sunday, March 27, 2011

a preview

hopefully I will get to post some images from engagement session with Jon and Meredith soon...here is a preview

Sunday, March 20, 2011

the minstrels at the bard's town

They were in their element.  It didn't matter that the audience looked thin.  They were going to rock.  And rock they did.  Turn on the spot lights and the Busted Soles take on a new confidence.  Their banter came off witty, melodies strong, and lyrics catchy.  They moved smoothly from a mellow feel to eerie to heavy.  The few of use who caught the show left feeling lucky and satisfied.


Tuesday, March 15, 2011

if I wade across the water

I have always loved swimming in rural-kentucky rivers, stream, lakes and ponds.  As a youth, I was fearless.  I knew that there could be things in the water: gar, cotton mouths, bacteria, garbage.  Sometimes you could see through the water, other times it was a murky mystery.  But the peace of being so involved with nature made it all worth it.  Now, as an adult, my fear has control.  I am too cautious.  I know what is exactly in the water and I am afraid to come in contact with it.  I want to find that innocent joy again.     

Monday, March 7, 2011

pagan angel and a borrowed car

I invest emotions into most places that I have visited.  I may not have solid memories of a place but I tend to always associate special feelings with those places that come from my experiences there.  Sometimes they are very strong, other times subtle - sometimes these emotions are very specific, other times I cannot give a name to them. But they always wash over me when I enter or view those spaces again. 

This spot in Germantown is beautiful.  Every time I stand on the tracks, though, my heart falls to my stomach.  To have experienced so much sadness in a space and revisit that sadness every time you revisit that place, well the best way to put it is...it just plain sucks.  I want to create new memories here - find joy in this space, so that I can look on it with a calm and warm heart.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

don't stop, can't stop, won't stop the beat

She dances with abandon.  She is united.  She pauses, thinks, and begins again.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

putting on a show

This past weekend saw the premier of His Royal Flyness, DJ Edward VI (aka Paul Butterworth) at Matt's 29th Birthday Party.  To debut his mad skills, Paul not only prepared an awesome set list, but an equally awesome persona - royal threading in tow. Walking the fine line between hipsterville and ostentatiousness, Paul combined the fashion sense of Michael Jackson with the unaffectedness of Julian Casablancas, and the makeup stylings of David Bowie.  He was mighty impressive.