Slip off your shoes, make yourself at home.
Over the last few months I have been craving simplicity. I feel personally social media has put large amounts of pressure on my love for photography and the need to stay 'relevant'. Feeling rushed to post new work right away, the value seems gone. I miss the days where I took days to edit and waited to post any of my work. So on my quest for simplicity, I'll be dumping social media and taking my time to share my writings, thoughts, newly found inspiration and my photographs of the world around me. Hope you enjoy.
gANGS OF NEW YORK
Cinematography by Michael Ballhaus
What I've Learned from HBO's Deadwood
I am in no way shape or form a old Western movie fan, but this show surprisingly drew me in. I slowly started watching the first episode once a week. By the second season I was 100% committed.
I love period pieces. Films, shows, books etc. I love the details, the props, and everything. I also absolutlely love to see how movies and shows communicate that time in history to draw their audience.
Writer, David Milch, did an impeccable job with attention to detail. You could say the language is somewhat harsh but he almost twisted Shakespearean with Western.
What I really learned from all 3 seasons was "Community" and "Family". Those themes drew me in with each episode.
Once the characters had a common enemy, they started to protect one another, and love one another, in their own harsh way.
Here's some cintemotography.
Family always grounds me. They are my center. My anchor.
First week of April my family and I got on a cruise to Mexico. I wouldn't call myself much of a cruise person. Last two cruises I went on I got sea sick and I feel like it's a bunch of laying around eating all week but that's sort of what I really needed.
March has drawn a line in the sand for me this year. The number 3 holds so much meaning to me personally.
Maybe it's not March, maybe it's because this year I'll be turning 30. Yes, I know. "That's not old." but that's not what I mean. I've been on a journey of self-discovery. Instead of complaining I chalk it all up to the refining process. Being 'refined as silver'. Purified. Made new. Coming into my own. That's what it feels like. Tolerance is out the window. Much contemplation but to be honest I wouldn't be able to make any of the decisions I have made thus far without Holy Spirit. It's not as cryptic as it sounds I promise you.
I'm in such a place that only the supernatural could lead me. Nothing else. I feel like Goldie Locks and the Three Bears. Nothing feels right. Everything is uncomfortable and feels "off". Yet God continues to encourage me in everything I read, watch, and hear. It's all quite opposite of what I currently am feeling.
These days my time is spent in Jeremiah and Isaiah but mainly Isaiah. It's funny how I am always led there.
"Behold I have refined you, but not as silver; I have tried you in the furnace of affliction . for my own sake, for my own sake I do it, for how should my name be profaned? My glory I will not give to another." -Isaiah 48:10-11
""He made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand he hid me; he made me a polished arrow." -Isaiah 49:2
I am in the process of learning to slow down and listen to the Lord.