jumbled

chevron refinery, northeast bay. october 2011.

over the edge

bay. october 2011.

stairs connecting the top to the bottom on the new east span bay bridge.

a bridge is born

bay. october 2011.

metal boat

bay. october 2011.

left turn

bay. october 2011.

on a boat tour of the new east span of the bay bridge. woo hoo!

bridges are forever

selby (north of richmond). october 2011.

that's alotta infrastructure.

why it's worth getting up early in the morning

train to martinez. october, 2011.

watercolor landscape

northbay coast. october 2011.

out the train window, pointing the lens straight ahead so no reflection creeps into the picture. a blurry predawn shot of the bay.

walter a. wood

martinez. october, 2011.

seat of some sort of farming tool meant to be dragged by animals, left sitting in a yard in martinez.

a mist slowly rising

lost coast. november 2008.

my first vacation as an employed individual, post grad school. shortly after this photo the clouds cleared to a perfectly blue sky, and i remember thinking to myself as i walked along the beach, "this is what my life will be like, now. i can just take time off and go on trips and not have anything to worry about." and i remember feeling so free -- of all the worries of grad school, and unemployment, and living at home. i was completely in the moment, taking pictures of waves, observing the extending coastline stretching north. i was a person on a beach, and that's exactly where i was meant to be.

evin, after a cold swim

a river northwest of chico. march 2009.

ice in the grid

camp. april 2010.

a thinly frosted fence on a chilly morning.

oh the edge of the dance floor

durham, nh. october 2010.

maya, and sarah next to her, getting ready to launch back into the dance floor. dana's wedding, winding down.

spoon me

mad hatter tea party. july 2010.

i feel the winter bearing down on me. it's not the darkness so much as my being alone within it. the cold chills my mood, my summer exuberance; it contains my will and shrinks my ambitions. i sit in a still dark house and try to think of anything to do besides watch tv. when do you decide something is too hard? when do you simply give up?

(it's only october; i shouldn't feel this way yet.)

i am overwhelmed by how much the world needs of me, and how little i seem able to give. how quickly i stop feeling indomitable when the sun leans away from the earth.