The House My Great Grandfather Built

From the outside looking in, my Grandmom's house might seem like a strange and backwards place. It is part warm and loving house that always feels like home and part decaying remanence of a mans life … Continue reading →

Turkey Day 2009

Thanksgiving Day 2009 was spent at my grandmom's house this year, a tradition that has been a part of my family for as long as I can remember. This year, the day was spent hanging out with family, … Continue reading →

Parking Lot Fair

The fair is in town. No, not the reasonably legit county or state fair, but the extremely sketchy and sometimes scary parking lot fair. Since I had never been to one and thought it would make for some … Continue reading →

Auburn vs Georgia 2009

The Auburn vs Georgia game is always a good time to be had. Labeled as "the south's oldest rivalry" this football game has been going on for over 100 years. Many traditions, myths, and actual history … Continue reading →

Self Portraits Round 1

Today I took on the daunting task of doing my self portrait. Sure I have taken many pictures of myself but never with the intent of it being a self portrait. Trying to embody myself in an image is … Continue reading →

Syrup Soppin’

Every year a small town outside of Auburn called Loachapoka has Syrup Sopping, a festival centered around sugar cane syrup. The event usually sees 20,000 annual visitors every year. If you get there … Continue reading →

Lost Graveyard

The other day on my bike ride I spotted this graveyard in the woods, just off the road. Later in the day I came back with my camera and found more here than I thought. The graveyard was a very … Continue reading →

The Best Camera

Chase Jarvis says the best camera is the one you have with you. Heck he even has a book and an iPhone app dedicated to that fact, but that is besides the point. My point is, often times, he is … Continue reading →

The Rain On the Plains

Photo Courtesy of Ryan BrownI am a huge Auburn fan. I graduated from Auburn, my parents graduated from Auburn, my grandfather was a professor at Auburn, heck I was even born there. I bleed orange and … Continue reading →