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a friend in need
A couple of weeks ago, I was afforded the opportunity to be an assistant at Abbie Takes Pictures (in St. Louis, MO). I was excited to work with the award-winning photographer, Abbie Rudolph. She shot a wedding while I was there. After finishing some preliminary work, I sat down to listen to the soloist. She…
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the QUESTion
“Is this all to life,” you ask? Deep inside, you know that there’s more. You don’t seem to understand why you were made the way that you are. You wonder why you feel the way that you do, but don’t have a clue. Questioning only leads to more unanswered questions. It gets tough at times. …
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ATP Grand Opening-Soulard Studio
While visiting St. Louis, I was honored to produce a short film for Abbie Takes Pictures. Please take a look at their work at: http://www.abbietakespictures.com. **The footage was recorded with an iPhone, using a Fostex AR-4i. The app, “Filmic Pro,” was used. It was produced in Final Cut Pro X.*
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Is it Friday, yet?
I have seen this question asked religiously on social networks every week, like clock-work. It’s also followed by, “I can’t wait for the weekend to get here.” But once the weekend has come and gone, it’ll be time to do it all over again. I’ve learned that we shouldn’t be concerned with tomorrow because it…
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Not just Anyone-Part deux
I’ve turned a corner. For the first time in my life, I’ve learned more about my self that I’ve ever cared to know. But in particular, I know that I’m no longer satisfied with sharing my life with just anyone. [Note: This is no “dis” to my ex’s. I’m acknowledging a few observances within my…
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Not just anyone-Part Un
Birds are chirping in the trees across the parking lot. It’s 5:19am on day number 13 of my summer break. Yes, I should still be snoring, but I’m done sleeping for now. Besides, I’m presenting at a workshop later on today. Let’s just say, I can feel your eyes of judgement on me right now. …
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A Letter to My Son
This is a letter to my future son. Although I currently don’t have any children, I imagine this is how the letter would go. Also, I’m listening to a song I wrote entitled “Sovereign Solitude,” to help me capture the right moment. I invite you to listen as you read this as well. “Hello son,…
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Holding on for dear life: Part 2
This is a continuation from last week’s post (Holding on for dear life)…… …..”You’ll be alr….” WOOSH!!! My muscles immediately tensed up, as I closed my eyes. It was such an intense force, that the drop lifted me completely out of my seat! I could feel my body only being held down by the shoulder…
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Holding on for dear life
I hate heights. I’ve had this fear since childhood. It may change, though. Let’s commence with the story. We had taken the students on a field trip to an amusement park on Friday. The adults decided to walk around the park. They wanted to ride something called Fahrenheit. When I saw it, I immediately said,…
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