You Got Something Pertty On Your Eye

Heres some pics from a recent photo shoot with a very talented make-up artist, Dianna and her gorgeous accomplice Dev.

Dying Star

My dying star of hope forever lies within and sanctifies the truth.
O’ star of glory you have shown so brightly for so long took us through dark and lead us to the light of hope.
Never to forget, hard to remember.
For when you die who will ever shine as bright as you.
Star of faith. Star of fantasy.
I lay beneath you as you twinkle me a song, my song.
I have not forgotten the day I lay there before I knew you existed.
Have we not all once looked up and stared into your eyes, tried to dream, fathomed you.
But like all of life we are mortal.
Death may extinguish your light.
For me it has only made it greater.
Your light shines so ever brighter in my heart.
O’ dying star when you crash and fall, its my heart and soul where you crawl.


Here's some music I wrote for this piece. Enjoy!
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Matisyahu at Central Park

So last Thursday night I photographed Matisyahu at Central Park Summer Stage. The show was phenomenal.. Here are a few shots from the night. I went a bit grungy for this one.
















Heres also a clip, his latest single, its amazing!!

Shapes Without Symmetry

So last night I was up till five and I came up with this..






Then I wrote a little piece of music for it called, Shapes Without Symmetry. Enjoy!
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Now Playing: Shapes Without Symmetry

Dassi In the Slopes

Here's my friend Dassi, shes the best :) Had such a great time photographing her.

Insane Within

For one is in two, as we are none. Life just seems to take oneself and turn us into a shadow of untruth and deception. When we seem weakened by our morals we find solace in something other than our problem. For curing the symptom doesn’t cure the problem. For our symptoms source is far deeper. Void our self of oneself and become another.
Why does one being so suddenly seem so split and confused. Why we try to be something were not. Engulfed by how people view us. Why can’t we just let go and not care. Believe in truth and accept its toll of insanity. Free yourself of the mask of deception. Evoke the truth in self-being. Justify time with bliss. Free the captive with enslavement. Be mad for once and no one will mind. Breathe air of freedom and arrogance. For you live in a world of deception and those who are insane find true solace in times of distress.
Mad for life. Mad for love. Mad for beauty. Madly insane.
Curtains cloak us in a balloon of poisoned air. Explode this dreadful encasement. Fall and fall into the unknown sky. Hope for life to catch us in its graceful hands for being free is like non other.
So if two were one we would be forced to agree. We move whilst our shadow doesn’t. We must believe it. Hope and pray life beckons the insane within.

In Her Memory (Music)

This is something I wrote for my grandmother on the day of her passing a couple years back. Enjoy!
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