time you used to be a bastard
My recent woes are to woe me no mo as I’ve come to realize my old foe Time, whom has certainly robbed itself from me
Introspection log ranging back to 2010. Mostly brainfarts, trips and misc recounts of life here and there. Migrating these posts over from blogspot is a chore and I’m still working through formatting of the older stuff but I’m in no rush. This log is somewhat redacted, full wig is accessible through my blogspot.
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The ensuing chaos ensues
Roughly 5 months ago I was sitting in this exact same spot, with coffee that didn’t come out of my new machine (fk yeh) and
chilli con carnage
Life in a post-covid world is poking the lamb from unforeseeable angles but for the most part definitely foreseen/able angles, making it a ride i’m
Seek and you shall find.
This top section is personal musings, obviously, scroll down for skate content. I have no doubt this love I have for what I’m about to
War? Of all the things…?!?!
For a moment there I was getting confident that Covid was to instil some new sense of global unity that may have not just lead
Odyssey Ode
All journeys leave something behind, in favour of the hunt to attain some thing or feel and when the value of that thing is held
Bikepacking on Texada Island
Is there ever never any real required reason for a trip like this? Probably more often then not now that i think of it and
Wrangling with wrangling – Backing up 10tb+ of raw photos in the cloud
Archiving is arguably a photographers biggest responsibility and something that’s taken me over a decade to get involved.
Looking back as means to finally move forward.
It’s true, I’m back but busy battling through the required retrospection, and into introspection.
Return to the now
My glorious return is nigh thanks to the extreme labour that has gone into building this site myself and now migrating and reformatting 10