I shot a wedding ...

... and it was good. Next?

Back from Montréal!

Fuck.

Tired

My dad sleeps an awful lot these days.

Who knows ...

... maybe I'll get rich doing cat portraits for Hollywood types.

Yeah...

... so I shot a landscape. I'm not getting rich doing portraiture; maybe I'll get rich being the antithesis of Uncle Ansel. Fuck shadow detail.

If you ever see...

... me playing solitaire, please consider that a cry for euthanasia.

I feel like...

... having a bunch of money. If everyone who stops to look at the blog buys a print, my wish would come true. So step the fuck up.