Fiction – [ hidden void photography ]

Falling into an Open Sky

Falling into an Open Sky June 23, 2020

A Boy and His Horse

A Boy and His Horse June 17, 2020June 22, 2020

Land of the Rising Sun

Land of the Rising Sun February 12, 2019July 18, 2020

The Belfry Burns against the Black

The Belfry Burns against the Black September 20, 2018July 18, 2020

He Listens

He Listens January 29, 2018July 18, 2020

Always Watching

Always Watching January 24, 2018July 18, 2020

Vast

Vast December 25, 2017July 18, 2020

Don’t Look Up

Don’t Look Up December 7, 2017July 18, 2020

I Traveled from Mountain to Brick

I Traveled from Mountain to Brick November 29, 2017July 18, 2020

Mere Words

Mere Words November 14, 2017July 18, 2020

Edge of the Earth

Edge of the Earth July 22, 2017

Pete’s Kitchen

Pete’s Kitchen June 25, 2017

Rivers beneath the Sky

Rivers beneath the Sky June 12, 2017July 18, 2020

Black Box

Black Box June 6, 2017

Mirage

Mirage June 5, 2017

Glass Boxes

Glass Boxes May 30, 2017

Brief

Brief May 29, 2017

The Thin-Skin Mirror

The Thin-Skin Mirror May 19, 2017

Off Balance

Off Balance May 14, 2017

Dedicated to the Master Literary Prankster

Dedicated to the Master Literary Prankster April 1, 2017May 14, 2017

Ancient Observer

Ancient Observer March 16, 2017July 18, 2020

A Container of Memories

A Container of Memories March 6, 2017July 18, 2020

Cityscape

Cityscape December 28, 2016July 18, 2020

Where Land and Sea Converge

Where Land and Sea Converge October 1, 2016October 1, 2016

In Silent Reflection

In Silent Reflection September 11, 2016September 11, 2016

Before I was walking the streets of Denver with my camera, I sat inside my apartment (and a few bars) drafting a novel in grad school while studying existentialism.

It’s a narrative of a guy falling headfirst into an existential crisis, mostly drinking his way through self-hatred, the need for connection, and the weight of loneliness as the days are stacked on each other in piles like old photographs curling at the edges, soon to fade and slip silently into oblivion.