Food

"Layers"

Layers

Dense, Impenetrable 

Growing, Changing, Ever-Protecting

A cloak of bliss

Innocence  

"Sheer Bliss"

          In the dead silence, the unquestionable aura of pancakes awakens all hearts and souls on a rainy Sunday morning.  Gloominess disappears, and jubilation appears in its absence. Lacrosse defeats, surgical pains, and boredom are no longer unfortunate realties. The scent of pancakes and syrup encompasses each and every body within its reach. Suddenly, laughter fills the sullen silence. Smiles appear in the place of frowns. The rain beats down on the roof; however, the glistening syrup and all its magical powers are undeniably superior. Pancakes are a simplistic yet perfect source of happiness. 

"An Art Form of its Own"

           While the thought of consuming tomatoes, olives, and an unidentified cheese brings complete and utter disgust to my body, the mixture of these foods together undeniably retains a unique sort of beauty. It is as if the art in this photograph is the food rather than the photography. I am simply the photographer capturing its ornamental appearance. 

Creative Portraits

"On the Horizon"

The riddle of life

A horizon lies ahead 

Where will I go next?

"Bubble Trouble"

Pop.

       The boy chewed his gum tirelessly, paying close attention to the patterns and textures involved with this commonplace action. Every so often, he gathered the cool mint gum to the center of his tongue in order to blow a bubble. He is meticulous. He is determined. He is driven. He pays intense attention to all of his pursuits in life.

       ... Well. Not all pursuits. For, in his life, he had never paid such detailed attention to the art of chewing bubblegum.

       In the end of winter daze, the boy felt at peace in this large, open field. He had things to do, places to be, people to see; however, he let them go. The world froze for one single moment. The wind blew through his curly hair. He took a deep breath, and he chewed his gum. It was carefree. He laughed at his girlfriend as she desperately tried to get a shot of one of his perfectly round bubbles for her photography class. After each failed attempt, she would display a look of disappointment that only made him more intent on helping her achieve this shot. He smiled. She smiled. He was living the scene in slow motion. Life was vividly beautiful.

       He once again gathered the gum at this tip of his tongue. He blew the perfect bubble.

Click. 

"Security"

Shelter

Safe, Guarded

Dreaming, Hoping, Wondering

That one day I will have no limits

Freedom