Artsyness

I have forced my friends and family to go to the Fort Worth Main Street Arts Festival with me since I found out about it when I was 16. I love the fact that hundreds of artists, local and foreign, are all trying to sell their art, good and bad, to the people of Fort Worth.

We like art, us Fort Worthians.

And not pictures of windmills and oil rigs, no sir. We want art that makes us look un-Texan. Stuff with pretty colors and weird shapes. The more cookyness involved, the higher the possibility it will be bought by us locals trying our best to be less stereotypical than our neighbor Billy Bob.

Possibly the oddest picture I've ever taken...

Hehe...my brudder JT

This guy was pouring his heart out through his guitar and absolutely no one was paying attention

Watching Cleopatra Do Ballet

I randomly decided that I wanted to go see a performance at Bass Hall in downtown on Friday and so I bought the tickets for the first thing showing. It just so happened to be Cleopatra performed by the TBT which is awesome because I got to see actual ballerinas perform, not just my class.

Oh and I saw cows on the way to pick up Tara...

Botanical Garden Attempts

My mom was talking about how expensive getting my step-brother's Senior pictures was going to be and how ridiculous it was to pay someone so much money to take just a couple pictures that looked so cheesy and fake.

So I offered my services.

And of course I couldn't help but take a few other pictures here and there...

My brother looks like Sasquatch coming out from behind a bush...

The inside of a completely hollowed out pecan tree

Oh and later that night Tara and I went to the movies haha...

Fake HDR

It's been over a month.....

I got home and granny had found a robin's nest. I set up my tripod, took 4 pictures at different exposures (manually) and then ran it through photomatix.

Worked pretty well, I think.

A Weekend Of Family

The first three were taken with my uncle's lens...

My kitty cat Simon!!

He looks so pissed bahaha

Spring

When Life Has It's Problems

I was driving home from work and since I live west, I face the sun the entire way. It's not the best sunset I've ever seen, but I thought it was worthy of having it's picture taken. I went back to my place on top of Fort Worth. I had absolutely no desire to take any pictures, just snap the sun and go home. But of course, I ended up taking a few more. I tried to stay away from my normal "up close at odd angles" and try some straight shots and landscapes. When I got home and uploaded the pictures, I realized that unbenounced to me, my subconscious had formed my thoughts onto film:

Life is calm.

There are no concerns, no thoughts of doubt, no disorder at all.

Perfection.

Suddenly, the way becomes uneven.

Decisions have to be made.

Which way is right?

How will I know?

Because of uncertainty, a crack begins to form.

You can see the other side looks so bleak.

So desolate.

So painful.

It worsens.

The deep crevice is trying to divide that which was once inseparable.

But as soon as the gap is wide enough and all hope seems lost...a peice of color springs forward.

Though the crack seemed horrible, it let hidden beauty grow through.

Because of something so ugly and degrading, new life thrives.

But what was once perfect, now has a small flaw.

It doesn't ruin the picture.

It makes it even more amazing.

Stronger.

And in the end, something magnificent is received...

Peace.