words fail me

hi, this is _ signing on. thanks to tom and all for having me. this is a series in collage i put together titled as above.

All the Old Familiar Places.

Went on an expedition through a closed mall. There were no security guards, so I did not punch anything in the face, and then run. I jest. Security guards require hoagies - not violence. (Seriously, if you're somewhere you shouldn't be, and it's fairly harmless trespassing, e.g. a not chemical plant or an also not military base, carry sandwiches.)




Moved through the back halls, made a few T2 references, and then found a few images around some familiar stomping grounds. Even attempted a remix of an old family favorite.








It's hard to believe that this is the place.

Haunt You Down.

I hereby pledge to spend more time calling my nightmares into the real world.

Vague Spaces

It has been some time since I posted something new, but last I checked, no one seemed to mind, so let's right back to it, as I have been out and about, pack slung across shoulder bones.


Last productive digital shoot was at the St. Louis Botanical Garden's Japanese Festival. It was kind of a nice day, I guess.

Troy Will Prevail

I happen to like the sickly verdant splashes and the gray-blue skies.

Not much remarkable here save the these were taken between 1:14 and 1:42 in the morning, but the credit for that feat is shared between the beast camera and my grandfather's super-decent tripod.