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The smell of dust, chased by a pungent wave of oil, spills out from the cracks around the door. Sam turns his key back and forth, drumming a dull staccato as the lock refuses to move more than a fraction of an inch. 922 more words


The Long Haul

So this blog is about my transition and the start of a new chapter in my life but unfortunately, I have not updated it about the recent events that have occurred. 386 more words



This path leads to the water pump, which I mentioned on the other post. The numbers on the pavement might be used for running. On the left there is the lake of Viroi, on the right there is a water stream. 61 more words


Bozeman Underground

Went back to the Underground Garage to shoot some portraits of my roommate. We had a blast shooting these grungy looking pictures of him. 4 strobes and 30 minutes spent setting up lighting and these are the 3 that I really like! 11 more words


Fieldwork: final week.

Had a mad weekend, managing to fit in band practice, tabla gig* and major furniture rearrangement. This morning had a quick meeting at RBGE then hit the road for some sampling around Ravelston area. 55 more words