Documenting the Human Experience
While High Priests preform Holy rituals in solemn confessional chambers, junkies prepare their next jab behind bathroom stall doors. Immaculate salvation flows in their blood like religious fervor through a Baptist church. I’ll take three Hail Marys and a jab of…
Anda brought me flowers! I love flowers. Someday, all the world will be filled with rolling fields of flowers…
5:35 AM… Holy is the Day! Holy is the Sky, Holy is my Earth, Holy is my City! Holy are the words that flow so deep and true, and Holy is the moonlight which comes a peeking through. Holy is…
On the legalization of Heroin and Other Hard Drugs Chicago is currently suffering through a horrific Heroin crisis. For the past six months I’ve been working on a documentary photo project which focuses on Heroin addiction. During this time, I…
Benjamin, October 2013 – I ran into Ben today. He was up to his usual simple life – score, inject, score, inject, score… The junkie life is relatively simple, yet extremely difficult. Blood rolls through syringe’s chamber wall like dark…
4:25 AM… I’m looking forward to riding the Red Line with the group today. We live in an awesome city, and as long as I’m still breathing, I want to experience as much of this city – and of life…
4:37 AM… All is still on this frosted morn. Houses frantically puff their arctic breath deep into the morning sky, as streetlamps’ frozen white light shatters as it strikes the glistening city.
I took a few captures while at the Art Institute today in order to help illustrate the importance of philosophy. These first two captures are closeups of an Oil on Panel by Pieter Claesz from 1625. The detail and realistic…