Tuesday, October 4, 2011

It's In The Blood



















 Always a high energy show. Always a good dose of real country music involving drinking and drugging, being low down, and keeping true to yourself followed by a near-lethal dose of metal. Never for the faint of heart. Hank knows how to rock a house and leave you begging for more. He is a true rebel, a true misfit, and a true showman. Hell, its in his blood.

Hank 3 & The Damn Band 
Attention Deficit Domination Tour
Roseland Theater, Portland, Oregon 2011

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Pablo The Pit

Pablo gets a rub down during his fence build
Southeast Portland, Oregon 2011

Monday, September 26, 2011

San Francisco City Hall

Looking up at City Hall on a cool spring night
San Francisco, CA 2010

Friday, September 23, 2011

Hank & His Metal Hair

Hank 3 during his Assjack set at The Roseland Theater
Portland, Oregon 2009

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Scaring Crows And People On The Island

The dogs and I took a drive out to Sauvies Island to get some shots of a cornfield that I have been scouting out for the last couple of months. I have been waiting patiently for this damn corn to grow tall enough to capture the fall colors at night as the crops begin to blossom. The fertile island fields are stunning during the day. However, at night it is completely dark and its views are extremely limited. This field is across the road from a pump station and is illuminated by one lamp which offers an eerie view of this wall of corn. This may be the one of the only public lights on the south side of the island. Just a short distance away scarecrows line one side of the road creating a very spooky atmosphere scaring more than just the crows.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Love Hurts

The Jewel Of St. Johns

One night Matt, the mutts, and I hiked up a dark trail in the dead of winter to get a shot of The St. Johns Bridge in which we could look down upon it. The west side of the bridge rests against a ridge that is probably one of the only ways to get some height for the particular shot. Most other times of year the trees and foilage would obstruct some of the view. We waited for a string of traffic to head towards the west in order to get some light trails to give the shot a dramatic effect. This bridge is definitely a favorite of all of the bridges that inhabit Portland.
St. Johns Bridge, Portland, Oregon 2010

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Walking To The Light

Walking towards the light along a rusty railway under a deserted pier
St. Johns, Portland, Oregon 2011

Full Circle

My grandfather connects on a pitch during a senior softball tournament in Medford, Oregon. One of the coolest parts about watching these games is the spirit that these fellas carry out onto the field with them. It is the same spirit that one can witness at any little league game. These guys spend their golden years of retirement playing a game in which that spirit has persevered. Full circle.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Monday, September 12, 2011

Lighting Up Old Town

Yellow Line Making Its Way Through Old Town
Portland, Oregon 2011

Friday, September 9, 2011

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Cooling Off

Fountains along the waterfront near The Burnside Bridge on a hot September midnight
Portland, Oregon 2011

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Friday, July 8, 2011

World Class View

Sofia & Caleb taking it all in during a visit to Crissy Field

San Francisco, Ca

July 7, 2011

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Night Folk

Walking up the stairwell to the Burnside Bridge after a walk along the Eastbank Esplanade in the wee hours of the morning. The lit stairwell was the intended shot but as the shutter was released a chance encounter with a homeless man making his way down to the river sets the scene to be a very eerie one. The rest of the walk home for that matter.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

My Grandfather, The Mendocino County Sheriff's Deputy


Over the past decade or so I have developed a serious passion for photography. As this passion has matured I have realized that it is not just about me picking up a camera and snapping off shots. It is also about the love of a photograph and the historical significance of it. From my perspective even more so when it comes to family photographs. A while back I invested in a high end photo scanner and have been on an intense and passionate quest to restore and preserve the past. I find myself endlessly sifting through boxes and bins of family photos. On a recent visit to my grandparents' house I came across a group of photos of my grandfather in the early days of his law enforcement career. Although he retired as a California Highway Patrolman, he began as a Mendocino County Sheriff's deputy in Northern California. These classic black and white photographs are impressive to me in their quality considering their age. They are almost perfectly preserved as they have been stored away for decades. Although he cannot pinpoint an exact date or year, my grandfather believes these were taken sometime around 1965. Finding these photos is my version of striking a goldmine as he has been my hero since day one.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Sunday, June 26, 2011














At the confluence of The Columbia River and Pacific Ocean

Astoria, Oregon

2010