monochrome – [ hidden void photography ]

Whispering Winds

Whispering Winds June 20, 2021July 1, 2021

City of Leaves and Light

City of Leaves and Light June 6, 2021July 1, 2021

Hiking a Concrete Forest

Hiking a Concrete Forest May 29, 2021July 1, 2021

Shadow Dancing with Light

Shadow Dancing with Light May 15, 2021July 1, 2021

Shadow Streams

Shadow Streams April 27, 2021July 1, 2021

Grotto

Grotto April 21, 2021July 1, 2021

The Path is Beset on All Sides

The Path is Beset on All Sides April 12, 2021July 1, 2021

City Aloof

City Aloof April 3, 2021July 1, 2021

Escape into the Clouds

Escape into the Clouds March 28, 2021

“Nothingness” by In the Company of Serpents March 15, 2021

Memories . . . fragmented and fading March 11, 2021March 13, 2021

Rail City

Rail City March 6, 2021

Into the Void

Into the Void February 17, 2021

The Current Infrastructure

The Current Infrastructure February 7, 2021

The Blissful Isolation of the Sky

The Blissful Isolation of the Sky February 4, 2021February 4, 2021

The Spectrum of Space

The Spectrum of Space January 17, 2021January 18, 2021

Shadows of the Sun

Shadows of the Sun January 10, 2021

Snow Burning beneath the Sun

Snow Burning beneath the Sun December 13, 2020December 13, 2020

Reaching Through a Cracked Sky

Reaching Through a Cracked Sky December 9, 2020

Out of Nothingness, Growing toward Infinity

Out of Nothingness, Growing toward Infinity December 3, 2020

The Mind Colors Reality

The Mind Colors Reality November 29, 2020

The Road to Profundity

The Road to Profundity October 28, 2020

The Earth Rises

The Earth Rises October 28, 2020

Patterns in the Absence of Light

Patterns in the Absence of Light October 16, 2020

Colors Breathe beneath the Surfaces of Shadows and Light

Colors Breathe beneath the Surfaces of Shadows and Light July 25, 2020July 25, 2020

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.