Street Spirit

Even though the streets never change, the element that makes them bristle with life does.

This is what keeps me coming back to this never-ending cinema; what keeps me looking for new scenes to unfold on the stage.

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Personal Cinema; Ghostly

I will freely admit that I am deeply inspired of a deep love for Horror, Thriller, Mystery and the Fantastique both in fiction literature and in cinema. From my earliest years I was infatuated with monsters and creatures of the imagination. I would sneak out any chance I could get to catch the Late Night Movie or watch my favorite reporter Karl Kolchak unravel the latest monster mystery that would charge my imagination. I fell in love with writings of Lovecraft , Poe, Matheson, Bradbury, Stoker and from there finding a love for the writing of Stephen King, reading everything that I could get my hands on late into the night with rapt attention to every detail.

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Personal Cinema; Crossings

My first winter in Poznan was a lesson in perseverance and dedication for me and my daily adventures of running a coffee shop in extreme cold and using my camera in ways that it would survive often keeping it inside my jacket and bringing it out for a quick snap.

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Personal Cinema; Drift

One of the images that is directly linked with my image “This Morning” is this one. This was actually an accident if you can believe it.

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Personal Cinema; Rear View

This was not ever going to see the light of day. When I looked back at this one after shooting one morning heading into work, I just didnt like it. The young man was in an odd spot and it didn’t move me so much, seeming so ordinary, plus I again hated the graffiti in the window and was not wanting to call attention to it.

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Personal Cinema; Sunday Morning

I can remember this day quite clearly. March 9th, 2014, Sunday. And cold. In fact, I was looking out the window debating for an hour whether to go out or not, sipping my hot coffee and not wanting to really put the layers on that would be required to stay warm. Back and forth, looking at the cold outside and knowing that it was going to be a fight to stay warm.

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Velvet

October 24th, 2013 Fog is something I feel like I have never been properly introduced to until I moved to Poland. Here the fog is thick, luscious and atmospheric, often feeling like a Hammer Horror movie set and half expecting a Vampire to emerge. But no, it’s just a big velvety blanket of nostalgic goodness…

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Sit a while.

I love an early morning walk through the park with a little time to contemplate and massage my thoughts. Every so often a simple thing like a bench will catch my eye as well as imagination, giving me pause to consider the wealth of history it has been privvy to, the secrets it has heard…

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Learning Curves

May 11th 2013 When we first moved into our apartment in Jezyce, I noticed this contraption in the courtyard and immediately thinkingt how sad it was that the childrens playground area wasn’t finished…or worse, that it was complete, and it terrified the kids with its starkness! The newness of my environment often had me amazed,…

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Tram Stories, A prelude

These observations are of curiosity and love, filled with nostalgia and sense of timelessness. Little vignettes of a much larger picture.

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