Patience is a virtue. During winter, the National Aquarium‘s promotion is $5 admission Fridays after 5pm. Its been nearly five years since I visited the aquarium, so I was as excited as many of the children also in attendance.
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“Home”
The boy likes me. He bought flowers for me and magically fit a tree into his apartment for me. In return I gifted an octopus that absconds with our tree-topper.
A Real Thanksgiving
The last time I took photos on Thanksgiving was 2003, starting with a killer car accident and culminating in the Macy’s Day Parade. Time passed. My parents moved to Arizona, I moved to Ohio, and the Macy’s Day Parade isn’t worth watching anymore. Last week I visited my parents, as […]
A Week Late
As is tradition, I give you: I am thankful for the ability to say “no” to fear, however difficult that becomes. I am thankful for the opportunity and wealth to go through graduate school. I am thankful for the boyfriend who has become an amazingly (positively) integral part of my […]
an Issue, part 3
After almost two months of bothering Wayne National Forest they let me into a community service day. Seniors from Athens High School volunteer around the community. Twenty-two of them went to Burr Oak State Park (part of the Wayne) for lame beautification projects. This is my reshoot for “Document an […]
Play
My grad review panel suggested that I play with light and color sometimes, as well as just playing with moments. Not much light this afternoon, but I was still able to play.
Communication
The question of defining “visual communication†has bothered me since beginning the quest for an education in photojournalism several years ago. Eventually I conceded to myself that the practice of photojournalism does technically fall under visual communications; journalists who tell stories through images quite literally communicate their messages visually. Though […]
an Issue: Invasives, part 2
After several weeks of bothering the Ohio DNR at large and waiting for a killing frost followed by a day over 45 degrees… I was able to follow a couple of employees spraying (to kill) garlic mustard at the Desonier Nature Preserve. While walking back to my car (and their […]
Reliving: West Virginia
While photographing several reenactors at the Indian Mound Festival in October, they pointed me to the Guyandotte Civil War Days. There I found reenactors who professed “we’re here for ourselves, not for you.” As such I was unable to photograph real interaction between ‘us and them,’ but I’ve got something.
football fail
I had a brilliant idea to photograph more sports in order to make myself look well-rounded. However, I’m really more of a feature photographer. So, here’s our Marching 110 and mascot.