Today marks the beginning of my 29th revolution around the sun—a small wonder considering there had been a time when I could barely imagine myself past the age of 25. Some days I still can’t bear the idea that i’m past 25. Today is also remarkable in that it is the beginning of the endContinue reading “29 Lessons I Learned in 29 Years”
One of the many limiting aspects of shooting film is that film rolls can only sit on the shelf (or in the fridge if you’re of that persuasion—I’m not; too much work), and unless you want to be experimental with the look you’re trying to achieve or specifically going for the expired film look whichContinue reading “Midnight Muse: Cinestill 800T”
We live in scary times, and it’s okay to be scared. Get out of bed anyway.
At the close of each year it has become customary for me to write about the year that has been, not so much to glean from it some inchoate narrative line or life lesson as to simply have a record of where I am in the journey so far, so here I am. What canContinue reading “The Year That Has Been”
The way the summer sun seems forever suspended in the sky, taking its time, refusing to sink beneath the horizon, and when it does go down, it does so slowly, reluctantly, so that even at half past ten the sky is still quite bright and streaked with ambers and oranges amid the deepening blues. ItContinue reading “Reasons I Do Not Wish to Leave Berlin: An Incomplete, Random List”
Today is the fifteenth of August, and today you turn twenty-seven. Not unlike the previous times you woke up on your birthday, you don’t feel that much different from the person who went to bed last night. You’re still the horny, somewhat angry, pimply, overeager self. Except now when you look in the mirror, you’veContinue reading “Twenty-seven”