Judgemental Portrait

The cool air carried the smell of alcohol over the crowded sidewalks.  Laughter, release and the midday breeze embraced the streets like a song from an 80’s sitcom . . . where everybody knows your name. I can judge the moment or  . . . trace the light with my lens. We choose to surrender to this…

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Discover The Portrait

It was cold and my fingers were numb.  Though, the sunlight was beautiful. I traced the light with my lens. I heard the fall leaves crackle under my feet as I walked across the faded green lawn.  I would pause and let the sun kiss my face. The American flag clapped and whirled as it…

Discover The Portrait was originally published on The Indie Artist

Portrait Shows Truth

Some things are not always what they seem.  Yet change is a direction worth understanding and light does not lie. I came here to find an outlet and I discovered a reason.  No reason should be left uncovered because it can lead to deeper truth. It dawned on me that I needed to shift to the…

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Her Portrait Stands

Hard work takes you to the moment you’ve been dreaming about.  Seek every opportunity, without hesitation and release any anchors. She had purpose and her focus was set on her intentions.  The only thing she abandoned was her fear. The day was over but the sun was still hot.  The smell of the dirt, as…

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Brutal Truth

truth noun ˈtrüth Something which would probably upset a great many of people if it were known and made public . . . Truth. Urban Dictionary ~ How would you define truth?  Brutal honesty:  You look fat in those jeans! I’ve been processing the value of brutal honesty for awhile.  As a songwriter I always craved brutal honesty…

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Color Me Portrait

Her joy led me in as her smile captivated my soul.  She was a colorful light and my lens discovered freedom once again. Run with me again. Sprint to this finish line with zeal upon your heart for life’s race has many colors. Colors that you’ve never realized. Not because your eyes were closed. Not…

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Child Portrait

The child. Resting humbly, not from exhaustion but from smiling, dreaming and living. This pause is framed in poetic assurance that the playful past will repeat.  I sing. I traced her with my lens.  I covered her in darkness, then in folded rest she brought forth light. Her shadows are not dark; contrarily, her shadows…

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She’s Ballanced

I looked at her as she stood there.  Her majesty, her destiny. Like a poem she moved across the sky, standing still.  As still as words in a child’s book. I was jealous of her grip.  She was strong and I was weak.  Weak but not frail because I have knowledge. Her knowledge, her story,…

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Headshot 101

It doesn’t take much effort to listen while working.  And listening doesn’t have to be work. I saw a duffel bag filled with musician’s tools . . . a little midi keyboard, headphones, a small microphone and a notepad. They were far from props.  They expressed a connection to his heart and led the path to…

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Tracing light with my lens

She modeled before; you could tell by the way she moved. She touched her fingertips to her face instead of pressing her hand into it. I wasn’t upset when she arrived without her second outfit. She just hopped into her old VW Bug and zoomed off back home to quickly fetch it. The sunlight wasn’t…

Tracing light with my lens was originally published on The Indie Artist