Lake Solitude Dam

I’m looking forward to spring. No matter how great your lens are, your photos will be lifeless without color. Especially during the winter. I spent a good 30-45 minutes here testing shutter speed and shutter priority.


So, today while walking in the park, a bird decided to release its stomach fluids on my camera. It dropped right on the operating dial.

I remembered thinking, “Great. Just my luck,” and showed it to my friend who was standing beside me. We joked about it for a bit, but it was no fun removing the shit.

Thankfully, somewhere between escaping the bird’s ass and the atmosphere, it had hardened up before hitting my camera. So it was easy to flick it off with a tree twig or two. Talk about good luck.

Intuition & Dreams (Aaliyah)

We live in world, on a planet, in a place where were we taught by the false practices of society, to never trust instincts. If today you were to express yourself to another and say, “I don’t think that I should do this or that,” you will most likely be faced with, “You’re paranoid.” The following excerpt was taken from a German magazine, a few weeks before the death of Aaliyah. Pay attention to the details of her recurring dream:

The month before she died in a plane crash, singer Aaliyah said she had a recurring dream that she was flying away from her problems.

“It is dark in my favourite dream. Someone is following me. I don’t know why. I’m scared,” she said in an interview with German weekly Die Zeit, which was released yesterday.

“Then, suddenly, I lift off. Far away. How do I feel? As if I am swimming in the air. Free. Nobody can reach me. Nobody can touch me. It’s a wonderful feeling.”

The interview, in a Paris hotel, was one of the last given by the 22-year-old star, who died with eight others when her plane crashed after takeoff on Saturday in the Bahamas.

There were also reports that Aaliyah told her mother via phone that she didn’t want to get on the small plane, and that her mother told her that maybe she should not have gone.

Color Therapy

I went to the Newark museum in New Jersey, I’d say for the third or fourth time in the last three years. Anyway, I saw this beautiful piece of art. I figured why not record a video of it on my iPhone and make it something magical?

I’ve infused it with rain sounds. Stare at its colors, relax and enjoy. You’re welcome.

Art by: Philip K. Smith III

  • Torus 9, 2014
  • Acrylic
  • Plywood
  • LED lights
  • Custom electronic components

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