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The Perfect Picture

If I could picture perfect, I would. Id take that picture, develop that film, and frame that picture. Having it on display just for show. On the other hand, in reality my lens is kinda blurry, I haven’t yet figured out how to focus, I tend miss the bigger picture, and I’ve run out of film.

What I can do  —  I can hold onto that camera. Because through those lens, I can see the message, capture the beauty, and even if it doesn’t come out the way I saw it. This still life or action shot captures my artistry in its own energy and essence. It’s said a picture speaks a thousand words, and voice just so happens to amplify the message.


I tried to figure out the meaning of this random thought — that was suppose to be a Facebook status, but I couldn’t. I feel as though it was just art within itself; hopefully someone can take something positive from this excerpt. That no matter what, everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Your perfect is different than my perfect, however there is no such thing. We both hold the ability to capture the beauty in life, selfishly and in humility. With that being said, dust off your cameras, wipe down the lens, and find that person, place, or thing that makes you happy. Embrace yourself and hang it in your memories museum.


I honestly don’t know if any of this even made sense…I just let myself write without boundaries.

Shooting the Bay Bridge
 Bay Bridge ’08


Sidewalk Secrets

The City never sleeps. The reason they envy the stars so much, is because the real ones seem so out of reach. Each I see I try to teach.

I want to be remembered in every encounter. Post it my history. I post up posters of eyes, andI hope they see -They cant hide.They cant be lowkey. In order to see change, the change you must be. Like the ones on the street are beggin for; While your on your way home to eat.

I cant say I’m complete, tho Im in competition with those whom are elite. My smile is their displeasure, I insipre those I meet. My soul gives off an energy stronger than a Rockstar drink,– you wont crash.

Take a flight with me. Sprout wings and see the planet in the prospective of the universe. Bodies steady leaving this earth in a hearse not even a proper burial.

I’m just trying to be reimbursed in my actions by actually knowing what its worth. I dont know where to end, but i know Ive started it when I was destined.




I wrote this for a good friend of mine [Daniel L.]; he took this picture below. He asked me to write a piece to go along with his picture, total freedom ! and Sidewalk Secrets came to be!