Aiming, Shooting, Missing: My Kind of Photography


Ah, behold my personal 'Insta-What-The-Hell.' Let's not get lost in names; the point is, societal absurdities haven't stopped me from wielding a camera as expeditiously as blue rattles end up in children's mouths. Why blue? Well aren't you perceptive! Because that was the color of the first rattle within reach, which coincidentally is now the predominate color of my wardrobe.

Snapped these gems between '16 and '19. They resonate. Dive in.