I'm moving my entire body around here on a longer exposure. It looks almost whimsical.

Another guitar post. This is a beautiful sounding guitar. Half the reason I like it so much.

And here is a simplified version of the last one. You can see the progress at work.

I actually built the last image with a variation of this one.

Here I've taken probably upwards of 20 images and layered them. Just enjoyed the results.

I flipping love long exposures. The remote I purchased for my camera was a superb investment.

Here we have my friend playing some acoustic guitar.

Just something I found on my hard drive. I created this little collage way back in high school. I still enjoy it though. I scanned in some of the old records (not cds mind you) and created this.

Combined layers of two different photos. Boosted up the contrast, made a custom gradient map and applied that. Grim feel is what I was going for. Goes with the whole content I suppose.

I've staged a suicide-like scene here. Just one of my most liked photos out of the series.

This is a compilation of images. The concept has to do with the association of molecules. Building blocks of life. It's when an image of a molecule is layered with confusion and noise that things become so distorted. And I chose warm colors to emphasize the quality of life for this image.

In the same shoot as the last photo posted. I really enjoy the lighting in this one.

Used a worker spotlight and a tripod with camera on timer.

Here, I've taken a laser light show device shot at the wall with myself in it. Extended shutter exposure again.

Its as if my hand is melting into the wall.

Is that me?

This part of the earlier shoot with some manipulation.

This is a variation of the last image. Sort of some photoshop fun. I layered the image with itself and inverted it.

I shot some photos with extended exposures here. I took a powerful keychain light and set a 10-15 second shutter, and this was one of the results. Free flowing with high contrast. Good deal.

This image expresses some of the frustrations I've been feeling. Quite literally, being trapped. It's as if I can see the direction I need to go and I can't step through the damn doorway. It's dark to convey the cynical and somewhat grim qualities the piece reveals, and I keep my head lowered as if I'm hesitant to take the next step.