Lets Talk.

This is a really cool piece at the Denver Museum of Art called Easy to Remember by Lorna Simpson.


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Reflected.

Signs, Signs, Everywhere Signs.

Besos.

Rat=Art.

You can't spell art without rat.

1000 Yard Stare.

Happy Kosher Easter

That outfit looks a little constricting...

...why don't you slip into something a little more comfortable.



Yep, turns out the Easter Bunny is totally Kosher!

For Her.

Sharp Dressed Man.

I love people watching on the 16th Street Mall.

Dead.

Chicago.

Foxes Games.

Fox Games - Sandy Skoglund

Awesome stuff! It's pieces like this that make a trip to an art museum so much fun.

Hello, Dali!

Torn.

More Mountains, Seriously?

This is what happens when you move to Colorado. You slowly loose the ability to photograph anything other than mountains. True story. It's in the Official State of Colorado tourism book and everything.

Mountain Storm.

Mountainous Mountains.

Turbulence.

I go back and forth with this picture. I love it and I hate it. Either way I can't stop looking at it. It seems to look different every time I see it, constantly in motion.

Slam on the Breaks.

This kind of view will do that to you.

Mountain Shaq.

Scars.

I've never really understood why folks do this.

Frozen Waterfall.

I promise it's there! You just have to look under the three feet of snow.

Hot Springs in the Cold Snow.

Natural Hot Springs outside of Steamboat Springs, Colorado.

One hundred and four degrees in the water, twenty-six degrees out of it. Also, feel free to jump in the unheated ice-covered pond (Polar Bears represent!). Nothing makes you feel more alive than the distinct feeling of hypothermia setting in. Make sure to jump back in the hot side afterwards. Rince and repeat.

Fly Fishing in Steamboat Springs.

When you are surrounded by lanscapes such as these it doesn't really matter if you catch anything.

White Picket Fence Ski Fence.

Forget the white picket fence, that is so last millenium. The people of Steamboat Springs, Colorado know how to make a fence! I'll take a used ski fence any day of the week. Or come to think of it any other used sporting good fence; baseball bats, cricket bats, tennis rackets, canoe ores and hockey sticks. Surely there's more?

Natural Sulphur Springs.

This is seriously the smelliest picture I have ever taken. Trust me, I have photographed my fair share of stinky subject matter; babies, farm animals, hippies. Ever smelled a rotten egg? Yeah, this was about one hundred times as pungent. Luckily Al Gore didn't invent smell-o-vision when he invented the internets. The colors produced by the sulphur totally make it worth the foulness though.

A Frozen River Runs Through It.

Bright Lights, Big City.

Felix Deuce.

For My Peeps!

Éirinn go Brách!

Felix