::summer moon over Mt. Si::

God blessed me, I'm a free man, With no place free to go, I'm paralyzed and collared-tight, No pills for what I fear. This is crazy, I wish I was the moon tonight. Chimney falls and lovers blaze, Thought that I was young, Now I've freezing hands & bloodless veins, As numb as I've become. I'm so tired, I wish I was the moon tonight -Neko Case

::time is never time at all::

I don't know what's changed in my head lately, I've been really reveling in my dreams, my intuitions... Something has suddenly inspired me to tap into my consciousness I've surely been ignoring for too damn long. This morning I woke up thinking of this particular image from Ocean View, HI Nov 6th, 2012. Something inside me tells me to dive deeper....

::maybe I'm in town for someone's birthday, or maybe I make trouble where ever I go::

I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind, I'm building a sill, to slow down the time. I'm up in the woods, I'm down on my mind, I'm building a sill, to slow down the time. -Bon Iver

::Muscle & Marrow::

Last Monday I had the fun opportunity to photograph Portland band, Muscle and Marrow. Check out their haunting, lovely and wonderfully arranged dark folk music HERE

::where I come from, where I'm going & I am lost in between::

::our pack has returned::

Last weekend I had the fine exhausting honor of my fair city of Seattle hosting the 94th annual Icelandic National League of North America Convention for 3 days. These 3 people below, Julie, Sacha, and Sean are a small handful of the young proud Icelandic descendants (and strangely enough all distant cousins) I spent a six scary, exciting, and life affirming weeks of our lives with all over Iceland this past summer. This past weekend we could again laugh, drink, and share inside stories that nobody but us will ever understand. Six weeks of challenge after challenge, dirty laundry, smelly feet, sleeping bags in hostels, churches and cabins and so many language barriers. These images below were taken at Liberty just around the corner from my home in Seattle but look strikingly similar to my memories of us all having beers at Helgi og Valdi Cafe in the afternoons in Reyjavik and helping each other with our language homework.... "A wolf howls on the fjord, there are no wolves in Iceland, our pack has returned" -Sean Grisdale, Höfsoss, Iceland, July 18th, 2012

::30 is the new calm::

Scenes from Chicago during my 30th birthday weekend. I cannot wait to be living in this city.