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east beach

there's nothing more Santa Barbaran

one upped

I brought my film camera to a party last weekend... so did Dean.

the work of a true artist

God must have spent a little extra time creating this city

Now that I've actually seen a decent portion of this planet (at least of the northern hemisphere), I feel like I'm actually at a place where I can say that Santa Barbara is truly one of the most beautiful cities in the world! I am unbelievably blessed to live and learn here!

at least we think we're cool

God bless them

keeping santa barbara safe and not aflame on a daily basis

remembering

The Star Spangled Banner flying below a blue French sky but above green American soil

This Memorial Day, I reflect on one of the most somber days of my life. On the morning of August 30, 2011 I stepped off of French soil and onto the sacred ground of Normandy American Cemetery. Below my feet rested the almost 10,000 Americans that gave their lives protecting their far away homeland. Walking the endless rows crosses and Stars of David, I could hear the eternal crashing of the waves on nearby Omaha Beach where so many of these men gave their lives. While walking, I was overcome with grief and humility. Sorrowfully aware that I was standing over ten thousand of my American brothers, the victorious dead. Humbly knowing that it was for this very ability for me to stand there as a free man that they risked and ultimately gave their lives on those near by beaches. 

Today I remember not only the brave Americans who have given their lives to protect my freedom in previous generations, but also those who risk and give their lives today in the name of our liberty. I was ten years old when the twin towers were attacked, and I have only ever really known this nation at war. I am fully aware that at 20 years old, I am of average enlisting age. I like to think that if things had been different, if I didn't have this chronic pain, I would have already enlisted. But things aren't different, and I have to find another way to serve my country. I have taken JFK's words to heart and have sought only to serve my country and not ask for anything in return. 

A simple 'thank you' doesn't even come close to what I would like to express to our men and women in uniform. My challenge for you and for myself is to find a way to show our above and beyond gratitude to our veterans and active soldiers. These men and women are America's finnest, and they deserve to be treated as such! Similarly, our gallant dead deserve respect, gratitude and honor. In our everyday lives, we can honor and remember our fallen heros by never taking for granted the liberty that they died for. We must remember that freedom has never been free. Taking it for granted would be an insult to the memory of those who died for it.

video pro

Fil capturing the eclipse 

guess who came to visit last week...

Number 4, Privet Drive

this is why I like film

I thought I alined these a little better, but you still get the point. There's just something special about the frist one with. 

post script: I realize I post a lot of black and white on here, but I'm waiting for a roll of color to be developed right now that should brighten up this blog!

"No I'm not colorblind, I know the world is black and white." jm

these two don't need a post title

he's alive!

After being out of commission from back surgery for a few weeks, Scott has officially walked out of his house and is indeed alive and well!

paint

The abandoned paint from my grandpas model airplane obsession 

eclipse

crescent moon or giant ball of fire? It took three separate pairs of sunglasses to get it this clear

more black and whites

I added two more rolls to my black and white portraits and am now at a grand total of 78! I'm stoked on this project, next I gotta figure out something creative to do with 78 portraits of people I love from Westmont (and Brandon). Any suggestions? I'll probably post them all on facebook sometime today or tonight, but I thought I'd put some on here as a 'fist look' sort of thing. Here are six amazing people!

ode to my mommy

Thank you for being my mother, you’ve done a hell of a job

Thank you for loving me, especially when I was difficult to love

Thank you for letting me walk the footprints alone, sorry I didn't want you to join

Thank you for nurturing me, despite my desire to grow up too fast

Thank you for being there for me, when I need anything or needed everything

Thank you for showing me how great God is when you trust in Him

Thank you for teaching me how to treat and respect women

Thank you for accompanying me to a thousand and one doctor appointments

Thank you for giving me your Italian blood and the passion that comes along with it

Thank you for taking my picture every fifteen seconds as I was growing up

Thank you for living a life I can (and do) admire and strive to live like

Thank you for holding me hand during the bad times

Thank you for crying with me during the sad times

Thank you for praying with me during the scary times

Thank you for celebrating with me during the good times

Thank you for putting my needs ahead of yours (expect for that one laser tag party I missed)

Thank you for pushing me to be the best I could be, despite me wanting to give up

Thank you for making those thousands of meals, especially for the ones I never thanked you for   

Thank you for loving me, day in and day out

Thank you for being my mommy, 20 successful years and counting

oh the random old objects I find in this ancient house

call me RapunzDRY

So I'm living in a tower. I've come to think of myself as a red haired dude rapunzel or something.