Bring It

Despite my adoration for and remarkable luck with still photography, I’m recently appreciating the sheer skill it takes to make paint do amazing things.

The invigorating verve of youth is astounding, it’s like a faraway fuel that was once burned recklessly but now quietly coveted by those who still remember.

High deserts claim those new and beautiful friends, low brows are the reason jokes and bad behavior remain relevant, some of the best relationships quickly ignite and though it burns the flesh for a moment, its bones and blood become bonded for good.

And always remember and adore all mothers.

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