street art – [ hidden void photography ]

Color in your Hands May 12, 2022

Burning Bricks

Burning Bricks February 28, 2021February 28, 2021

Shades of Shadows

Shades of Shadows January 20, 2021

Bastions of Brick

Bastions of Brick December 8, 2020December 8, 2020

Mind Splatter on Broadway

Mind Splatter on Broadway October 1, 2020October 3, 2020

Colorful Minds Lead to Colorful Change

Colorful Minds Lead to Colorful Change September 15, 2020September 15, 2020

Singing Bricks

Singing Bricks August 1, 2020

An Eye for Color

An Eye for Color July 18, 2020

Gamera!

Gamera! July 16, 2020

Beauty from Tragedy

Beauty from Tragedy June 6, 2020

Quoth the Raven

Quoth the Raven May 29, 2020

Adaptation

Adaptation May 24, 2020

Put On a Happy Face

Put On a Happy Face November 2, 2019

Concrete Symbiosis

Concrete Symbiosis December 1, 2018July 18, 2020

Bricks Bleed Chaotic Creativity

Bricks Bleed Chaotic Creativity September 27, 2018July 18, 2020

All Smiles

All Smiles March 31, 2018July 18, 2020

Coloring Colfax

Coloring Colfax March 3, 2018July 18, 2020

Protect

Protect February 12, 2018July 18, 2020

City Bloom

City Bloom January 1, 2018July 18, 2020

As the Sun Rises

As the Sun Rises October 28, 2017July 18, 2020

3 Essential Elements of Existence

3 Essential Elements of Existence September 23, 2017July 18, 2020

All Smiles

All Smiles March 25, 2017July 18, 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.