Many of you have asked and finally, we have an answer. The Soldiers of Everyday is getting a physical release!
Pre-order your limited edition CD FREEDOM I LOVE today!!!
(Deadline for pre-order 9/12)
A brand spankin’ new single release in collaboration with iconic producer John Fryer (This Mortal Coil, Depeche Mode, NIN, Love & Rockets)
Inspired by psychedelic journeys and times gone by, this song is also a tribute to the roots of gothic/industrial and the incredible and oft unsung trailblazers who have had such profound influence and continue to inspire music and culture around the world…
“Messages by Dreams is soulful dreampop; a tangle of barbed wire and muslingauze that unwinds only by tearing into fibres.”
– Cold War Night Life
One of my other long time running theories is that the only way to deal with paradoxes is to work in reverse, that is, start at the end and work back to the beginning. So, for example, if one is stuck in some sort of suffering, assume that you already have the answer, the solution to your problem. It already exists. It’s already in action. Settle into that experience and then you can discover what the solution that you already have is. Of course, one is more like to be inundated with paradoxes when attempting radical change. I get the impression that mostly this is not an every day issue for people. Although it might be, who can say? In any case, if you are having issues with paradoxes, file this concept under useless information that has a tendency to work.
Between 2006 and 2012 I photographed a lot of kids in Ojai / Santa Barbara, CA and Manhattan, NYC. This collection of portraits represents my favorite kind of image. A brief connection, a moment of truth.
Nikon D200 35-70mm 2.8, 85mm 1.8, 50mm 1.4, 80-200mm 2.8
faith is not the absence of reason but the inevitable result
It was beautifully overcast yesterday. A little rain in June. Our garden is starting bloom. Many of these plants began as seeds that we started in February. It is very exciting to watch them mature as I remember the day they each first poked through the dirt. Then, when they were big enough, lovingly transplanted into containers, and finally when Spring arrived, we put them in the ground. Continue reading Impressions from a Secret Garden