3 Sixty 5 Photography: 095 Carlsbad.
“It was a splendid population – for all the slow, sleepy, sluggish-brained sloths stayed at home – you never find that sort of people among pioneers – you cannot build pioneers out of that sort of material. It was that population that gave to California a name for getting up astounding enterprises and rushing them through with a magnificent dash and daring and a recklessness of cost or consequences, which she bears unto this day – and when she projects a new surprise the grave world smiles as usual and says, "Well, that is California all over.”“ – Mark Twain
PCH. 2015. Polaroid 1893.
Its rare that I shoot landscapres, or really things other than people with instant film but a while back I decided to start slowly collecting images into a project called “Low-Fi Landscapes.” Those following particularly closely may have noticed the hashtag now and then, but Ill be posting them a bit more often here and there as they are starting to grow on me.
02.08.15 88 North.
“The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure.” – Christopher McCandless
(Shot on: LC-A)
3 Sixty 5 Photography: 007 365 South.
“You know more of a road by having traveled it than by all the conjectures and descriptions in the world.” -William Hazlitt
(Shot on: LC-A)
12.03.14 Somewhere off PCH.
“Not cry. Fly.
“I can’t fly,” Bran said. “I can’t, I can’t…”
How do you know? Have you ever tried?
The voice was high and thin. Bran looked around to see where it was coming from. A crow was spiraling down with him, just out of touch, following him as he fell. “Help me,” he said.
I’m trying, the crow replied…
The crow took to the air and flapped around Bran’s hand.
“You have wings,” Bran pointed out.
Maybe you do too.
Bran felt along his shoulders, groping for feathers.
There are different kinds of wings, the crow said…
Bran was falling faster than ever. The grey mists howled around him as he plunged toward the earth below. “What are you doing to me?” he asked the crow, tearful.
Teaching you how to fly.
“I can’t fly!”
You’re flying right now.
Every flight begins with a fall, the crow said. Look down.” – George R.R. Martin
11.26.14 West Coast.
“Why did the old Persians hold the sea holy? Why did the Greeks give it a separate deity, and own brother of Jove? Surely all this is not without meaning. And still deeper the meaning of that story of Narcissus, who because he could not grasp the tormenting, mild image he saw in the fountain, plunged into it and was drowned. But that same image, we ourselves see in all rivers and oceans. It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life; and this is the key to it all.” – Herman Melville
11.25.14 Julie. West Coast.
“I must be a mermaid…I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.” – Anaïs Nin
11.09.14 Somewhere in CA.
“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.” – Anais Nin