Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Sunday, March 10, 2013

Dream On, Dreamer

You don’t need to explain your dreams. They belong to you.
Paulo Coelho


Thursday, March 7, 2013

Adventure

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Edward Abbey

Monday, March 4, 2013

As I grow older, I pay less attention to what people say. I just watch what they do.
Andrew Carnegie


Sunday, March 3, 2013

Immortal

If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
Unknown

Saturday, February 2, 2013

"When a man is tired of London he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford."
- Samuel Johnson, 1777





Friday, February 1, 2013

Monotony

You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom: absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this or die like this without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.
Anaïs Nin

Thursday, January 31, 2013


They looked at each other like a pair of parentheses.
Daniel Handler, Adverbs

Wednesday, January 30, 2013



How haunting are these abandoned phone booths?



It almost seems like a graveyard of sorts, doesn't it?

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself — as it will seem to do—
With ‘I have saved this afternoon for you’…
T. S. Eliot, from “Portrait of a Lady




Monday, January 28, 2013

Drowning

When sadness was the sea, you were the one that taught me to swim.
Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You

Saturday, January 26, 2013

Is it really that bad if someone sees who you are? Why is it humans have a problem with letting someone else see that they are human?
Joseph Gogler



Thursday, January 24, 2013

Obsessions

Writers end up writing about their obsessions. Things that haunt them; things they can’t forget; stories they carry in their bodies waiting to be released
-Natalie Goldberg

Happy Escapes

Novels aren’t just happy escapes; they are slivers of people’s souls, nailed to the pages, dripping ink from veins of wood pulp. Reading the right one at the right time can make all the difference.
-Brandon Sanderson, Alcatraz and the Evil Librarians series


Monday, December 24, 2012

Crowded Streets


But often, in the world’s most crowded streets,
But often, in the din of strife,
There rises an unspeakable desire
After the knowledge of our buried life…

-Matthew Arnold, The Buried Life

Thursday, April 19, 2012

My Father is the King of Kings

Charm is deceptive, beauty is fleeting, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised." - Proverbs, 31:30


Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Look at These Photographs

Day 20 – a hobby of yours

I love photography. My dad’s a photographer and has had pictures published in magazines and I’ve learned a lot from him.





Saturday, December 10, 2011

Lighthouses, Beaches and Benches

Day 9 – a photo you took


I took this picture in Petoskey, Michigan on Vacation a couple years ago. We were on the pier at sunset one night, and I got a lot of really great shots.


This was taken up on Lake Superior, on the beach where we stayed for a couple of days in Michigan. It was so gorgeous, looking out the window and seeing the waves crashing on the sand.


I’m not sure what beach this was taken at, but it was taken on the way home from Michigan, in a nature park somewhere along the way.

This picture was taken when we got off the boat, coming back from Mackinac Island. It’s a bench along the beach in a park.


This is another bench in that same park. You can actually kind of see Mackinac Island across the water. I don’t know why I love this picture so much, but I do. It’s one of my favorites from the trip.

Friday, November 4, 2011

29 Photos

That’s Jessica. She’s this super amazing girl with an incredible eye for photography and she can see the beauty in everything and everyone. She’s absolutely gorgeous and so much fun to be around. She can always make you feel better about yourself and make your day 100% brighter.


We both love photography, and my dad’s a photographer. She came over on Saturday, and he let us use his camera to practice our photography. We took turns being the photographer and the photographed.






See? She takes something so minuscule and insignificant, something that other people stomp on and ignore and she makes it beautiful.



I love photography, and like to think I’m good, but Jessica really has an eye for it. I never would have thought to take a picture of this.




One shot. She only needed to one shot to get this picture!

I love this picture. The lighting and everything, and frame, its perfect.




Now some pictures by me, not that they could possibly follow those pictures.








Now back to pictures by Jess...




I only have three words to describe this picture: Cutest. Thing. Ever.




I love this one. All the blues make it a really amazing picture. Looks like something out of a travel brochure.


I love this one. Its one of my favorites. (okay, I know I’ve said that about a lot of them. But I can’t play favorites!)


A lot of these were taken with her ipod camera, Like this one.
This is one of my favorites! I’m a soccer fan, and I just love the action and suspense in this picture.

Feels like Halloween, huh?




This looks like a Christmas card. Its one of my favorites.






Amazing, right?