Writer. Carbon based. Some other third thing.
I found this old school assignment of my mom’s from when she was in, I think, high school. It’s an autobiography, detailing her life in an impressively concise 36 pages, though a good portion of the middle is missing, though the self eulogy assigned still remains. She’s been gone for 11 years today. I don’t really post anything about her or her death. Like, at all, now that I’m thinking about it. I’m not so sure why. Because, what, I’m a private person? Sure, but I also wrote an entire book based off my relationship with her, so that excuse doesn’t jive anymore. Maybe because I didn’t want the pity? Because I thought I was seeking some kind of melodramatic attention? Whatever the reason, I’m disappointed it’s taken 11 years to realize it’s okay to publicly miss my mom, even if just for one day. But better late than never, as the saying goes. Anyway, I knew my mom wrote on occasion. She tried to get a series started at some point, but soon lost motivation. However, I didn’t know that hobby extended back to her teenage years. I mean, sure, I found an assignment that forced her to write, but you can tell when writing is forced. You can tell when it’s “assigned.” But for my mom’s writing? I can feel the care in her words. I can feel that unrefined sincerity that pours out of every young person the first time they set thought to paper and didn’t realize they needed it. Am I being biased? Absolutely. But she’s my mom, so can you blame me? After all these years, I’m still discovering new things about her. The rational part of me wants to say, “Oh, you like to write, and Mom just happened to write, too.” But today, like how I know it’s okay to say I miss her, I know it’s okay to indulge the hopeful part of me and say that storytelling is in my blood, and I got it from my mother. I miss you, Mom. And I love you.
Most people are surprised when I tell them I’m scared of the ocean. Taking this picture was actually my first time at the ocean. And you know what? I was completely, overwhelmingly amazed at how profoundly and serenely terrifying every passing second was the ocean is a bad place and I’m never going back okay bye. . . . . #photography #blackandwhitephotography #digitalphotography #travelphotography #travel #santamonica #beach #ocean #sunset #evening #twilight #canon #lightroom #adobe #candid
Feeling grand for my first time at the Large Ditch. 📸: @alex_burnstein
My cousin Amber’s beautiful little girl, the tiniest snuggle buddy there ever was!
This is the last shot of a movie. I don’t know what movie, but it feels like some names scroll if this fades to black. . . . . #magichour #goldenhour #friends #twilight #photography #photographer #digitalphotography #streetphotography #canon #lightroom #minimalism #instapic #instagood #urbanphotography
Would you believe it if I said that they lined up like this out of total happenstance and of their own volition? I know that sounds sarcastic but I’m trying to be as sincere as I can. . . . . #photography #digitalphotography #streetphotography #color #canon #lightroom #downtown #okc #cityview #sunset #magichour #goldenhour #twilight #friends