moon – [ hidden void photography ]

existence precedes essence January 10, 2023

Lunar Longing April 6, 2022April 6, 2022

Into the Void

Into the Void February 17, 2021

The Blissful Isolation of the Sky

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

From Below, Looming Above

From Below, Looming Above January 28, 2021

Shadows of the Sun

Shadows of the Sun January 10, 2021

Chasms beneath the Void

Chasms beneath the Void October 26, 2020

The Dying of the Day

The Dying of the Day May 19, 2019May 19, 2019

Skytree Blooming beneath a Hole Poked in the Sky

Skytree Blooming beneath a Hole Poked in the Sky January 24, 2019July 18, 2020

Beneath a Burning Moon

Beneath a Burning Moon January 11, 2019July 18, 2020

Burning beneath a Blue Sky

Burning beneath a Blue Sky December 29, 2018July 18, 2020

Reflecting Reflected Light

Reflecting Reflected Light June 3, 2018July 18, 2020

Floating in the Sea Above

Floating in the Sea Above March 12, 2018July 18, 2020

Between Two Worlds

Between Two Worlds February 4, 2018July 18, 2020

Near Miss

Near Miss August 19, 2017

Luna

Luna July 6, 2017

Cosmic Clock

Cosmic Clock June 19, 2017July 18, 2020

Illumination

Illumination June 12, 2017

Time is Illusory

Time is Illusory June 5, 2017

Ancient Observer

Ancient Observer March 16, 2017July 18, 2020

Heightened Perspective

Heightened Perspective February 25, 2016

Bad Moon Rising

Bad Moon Rising January 23, 2016

“Fly me to the moon . . . ”

“Fly me to the moon . . . ” December 22, 2015December 28, 2015

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.