Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Seattle...


I have so much to say and it is rolling all over my tongue and I hope that my impatient heart and eagerness to tell a story won't dilute the intensity within words. I must tell you that I am in love with my medium and this thing called photography which is a portal to so many worlds and people. Some say photography is the job of a loner. A lone wolf's job. I am here to tell you that there isn't nothing further from truth.





Those that dedicate their lives to document and capture are living a thousand and one lives. We must connect to the moment. We must connect to our environment and surroundings and quickly acclimate to whatever situation. It is impossible to capture something without the photographer attaching a piece of themselves to it even if they are not in the picture.






Seattle was everything I expected and did not... I am grateful for such. Living for the unexpected keeps me with a certain edge. Makes me feel like that one punk rock kid that has everything to live for. I would like to start with the humans of Seattle.






I met a gypsy that lived in a van that was embellished like Stevie Nicks and if I was a gypsy I would want to live there. My gypsy friend told me he had been a muse to a guy named Macklemore all I got to say is... What you know about rockin' a wolf on your noggin?



1.Bella 2.Moi +Hotel Max  3.Moi & Gypsy


I heard stories of pain and triumph and I was reminded that nothing is random and how I needed to remember clearly those days when I too was a gypsy. Those days that I try to push back... way back in my night table drawer. Every now and then I open that drawer reach in and like a photo-album flip through its pages killing hours.

I know the best way to get to know a town and its people is by visiting their local market. Seattle's Pike Market is everything I was told it would be. Assaulted by the aromas, colors, sounds and people this is where I found the spirit of Seattle...








Traveling alone does the same as my chosen path. You are not really alone and the everyday sort of magic and the inexplicable show up everywhere. The connections I experienced with the places and people.  As I went on and traveled on trains, planes and tunnels there was an eerie inappropriateness to it all. Like a hidden presence and whispered voices that were guiding me when I was alone.





I am home now and we are preparing for a snow storm in the South. You can now add psychic to the list of jobs. Wishing you a great new week will be back soon with more until then... Stay Sweet!


10 comments:

  1. Such amazing photos. I wish my brother took for photos of Seattle. i want to visit so bad! xxx

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    1. Let's meet in October :) I will be back then.

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  2. Great photos. They are revealing nuggets of the place.

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  3. ****As I went on and traveled on trains, planes and tunnels there was an eerie inappropriateness to it all. Like a hidden presence and whispered voices that were guiding me when I was alone.**

    I love Love LOOOOve your passion!!!!!!!!!!!!! XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

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  4. Looks like you had a great time, great photos!

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  5. how did you manage to come back from Seattle? I so enjoyed your being there. Love the photos - especially the ferris wheel. love everything you're doing these days - as always x

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    1. That's because I am going back in October. ;) xo

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