a few lake moments.

7.19.2012



I'm often within reach of some sort of camera. I usually take advantage of that. I usually document. Sometimes I don't, because there are certain things that cameras just can't do justice. I find this to be true at the lake, especially, but that doesn't stop me from trying every now and again. These mostly failed attempts hold a special place in my heart.

(click to view the video in HD. unless you're in the mood for some blur. in which case, don't.)

in a post-lake daze.

7.11.2012


I still can't decide if that one night back in my own bed is the most comforting or the most disappointing of nights. Bittersweet, I suppose. Either way, I was ready to repack my yet-to-be unpacked suitcase by morning. Trip one seemed short lived (when don't they?), but well lived. 

I made things. I left them there. I brought home nothing but a full roll of film, a handful of images and videos (i'll share soon), and possibly a few beautiful pieces of jewelry from that one tiny shop opposite the boardwalk. I also read a really incredible book and tried not to worry much about anything.

Until August, second home.