final selections and layout for the amsterdam showing @ coffeebar…
what really matters.
Posted: December 20, 2011 in life, loveTags: calvary cemetery, life, love, ny, queens
stuff…things, doodads, careers, beers, booze & the daily news really are of no consequence. the world so wrapped up in all this filler, making it hard to not always feel like we’re missing out on something. in the end it’s the people that you love and the laughs along the way that truly matter. it’s impossible to fill that kind of gaping hole with all other things so trivial.
BK block party.
Posted: December 4, 2011 in people, photography, portraitsTags: 2nd & roebling, brooklyn block party
time lapse.
Posted: December 2, 2011 in inspiration, photographyTags: brooklyn bridge, night skyline, NY skyline, NYC, photography
california. 395. desert beauty. time stands still. magic abounds. inyo. whitney. joshua tree. knives. knives. knives… my talent for writing something meaningful is dwindling. hollow sorries. hollow sorrow. hollow heart.
this past month marks the beginning of not having one of the most amazing humans here on planet earth. the world just feels different with you gone kip garre. nevermind that it had been a year since we got to hang out and have a heart to heart. whether or not you had climbed ten mountain tops in india, antarctica & alaska between the time we saw each other last, time stood still with you. just knowing that you’re not out there doing your thing somehow changes everything.
the fact you lived life to the fullest and realized so many of your biggest dreams is but a small consolation.. there are just too damn many of us that still want to see your infectious smile, feel your genuine warmth and be inspired by your presence. you went where eagles dare and achieved what millions of people would only dare to dream.
you = all heart & soul, half man, half amazing. a hero to me since day one. i remember gazing at the stars. love you kip. ♥♥♥
hard to keep mind over matter. time is running thin, blurring together like all the dreams one has in the course of a night. images seen whizzing by on a bike, doubling back to snap it before it’s been replaced. in many ways the same as us humans.
pueblo de mexico.
Posted: April 22, 2011 in people, travelTags: mexico, people of mexico, puerto vallarta, sayulita
in love with the people of mexico…basically just in love with mexico. period. i could live there.
no easy way down.
Posted: March 3, 2011 in life, spirit, travelTags: backcountry, donner summit, kt 22, lake runs, lake tahoe, squallywood, squaw valley, truckee
8 feet. 10 feet. 12 feet. KT. red dog. experts only. shredding mountains. steep & deep. too deep. burgers. hot dogging. hot tub poaching. lake runs. train tressels. granite peak. squallywood. dave’s deli. skier boys. sushi. reno runs. jaliscos. good friends. old friends. new friends. truckee love. snow lagoons. stoking fires. broken arrows. bike lanes. bluebird & blowers….
not so london underground.
Posted: February 17, 2011 in photography, street art, travelTags: alternative london, big ben, buckingham palace, east end, london, london eye, london streets, the bedford, the tube, tony moore
london calling…take two. landmark medley, including the london eye and major tube infatuation, zig zagging every which way across the gigantic city, taking all but one or two lines. highlights: undoubtedly the east end!!!, being a super duper tourist, pub fun with local bloke mr. jones and ending it all with a night at the bedford and a wild ride home, courtesy of erin penner & tony moore (original member of iron maiden & cutting crew…how is that even possible?). yes, we’re talking ‘i just died in your arms tonight’ acclaim. awesomeness. it’s only been 5 months since part one was posted…oops.
it all started with a pierogi.
Posted: January 16, 2011 in life, thingsTags: los angeles, pierogi party, pierogies, sunsets, venice beach
come on over for a bbq she said…pierogi party madness that is…4 frying pans, 3 sheet pans and 10 sticks of butter flying through the air, all manned by the multi-tasking, multi-talented pierogi king himself. oh what a party. pierogies, kielbasa, whiskey and ale. did i mention butter. it was all so goooood!
everyone took a time out to sing ‘take a load off anny’, southern man and some other nostalgic classics with all the heart and soul they could muster. it was a comforting moment…a warming feeling really. it sucked you into its’ warm belly of togetherness, making one never want to be spit out into the cold brutal air again. follow it up with multiple days of sunshine, eternal sunsets, hilly hikes, boardwalk skates and one tall glass of killepitsch on ice and it amounts to another week of winter ventures. somehow i made it through the wilderness. like a virgin. touched for the very first time.