Handing it over

This image captured courtesy of my friend Dean. He saw my other fate photo, and then pointed out this sign to me. I'd like to think they want to stop the fate spiral before it turns to rubbish.

Paul Bunyan lives in Bangor

And he actually is somewhat of a time capsule, to be opened in about 100 years from now I believe.

To New Beginnings

I like this photo. It's from my recent trip to Millinocket. This is from my hike through Gulf Hagus. I like that the man is slightly out of focus, because it alludes to a life well lived.


Today I received a phone call from Miami International University of Art and Design, congratulating me on my acceptance. Celebratory events are to follow, I'm very excited to now know the next step in my life. I may be moving to Miami sooner than expected if I get this Production Assistant job I applied for. It's for 3 months and sounds like a lot of fun, so we shall see. If not, it looks as though my time in Maine will be up around August or possibly mid-September before heading down to PA and then to Miami for a solid one and a half years of schooling.


I hope to live well and leave blurred images because of it.

Pollock 1

An artistic experimental experiment a la Jackson Pollock. Six shades of paint, five brushes, two artists and one canvas. This painting is appropriately entitled "Stuck in a Moment."

Summer is for Sharing

What is it that's so appealing about a blue back drop? The eyes find it comforting and attractive...maybe because of it's abundance and the connection made with the larger entities of our lives, such as the sky and the ocean? Whatever it may be, it works. It's non-abrasive and attractive. A good back drop for any color tone. At least that's why they use it for the news. But this - a silhouette - is simple. Beauty in simplicity, a simple camera trick.

A beautiful day with a borrowed camera

The rain let up enough to provide a good day for taking some pictures on Friday. I haven't really spent too much time outside this summer. But now that I'm settling into a regular (though nutty) work schedule, I think I'll be able to spend more time taking pictures and just lounging outside.





Not much else to comment on. I'm just trying to stay awake at work...

Every picture tells a story, don't it?

This post's title is a quote from Rod Stewart's song, Every Picture Tells a Story. I've never seen Almost Famous, but lately I've been enjoying the soundtrack. This photo was taken on a rainy Sunday night. Last Sunday, to be exact. I didn't notice it, but a friend pointed it out to me. Graffiti itself has always fascinated me, and I feel that it is ever so appropriate to have "fate" scrawled on the lid of a trash can. In quotations nonetheless.


I recently started a part-time job at WGME-13 as an operations technician. The hours are less than glamourous, but I sincerely enjoy the people I get to work with, and I'm learning a lot. I'm still waiting to hear back from the 2 grad schools I've applied to. As it turns out, the grade for my senior thesis was never turned in, leaving my transcript incomplete. Hopefully I can get this mess cleared up before the weekend, so I will hear back within the week.

The words go "La la la la la"

Spring is now here, now that the flowers have emerged and the trees have once again turned green. Maine is beautiful.

This is my interpretation

Monuments and Memorials

Today there was a Memorial Day parade. I wish I had known ahead of time, I wanted to be down taking some photos. But instead I kind of woke up to it. I miss being in parades.









And the mills cease to amaze me. I find them very powerful, and beautiful.