
THIS IS THE LAST IMAGE TAKEN OF ADVENTURE IN SEWARD ALASKA 08/20/18
WE WOKE UP AT 4 AM BEFORE THE BRINK OF DAWN AND BOARDED A FISHING BOAT approximately 5:04 AM
A LONG RIDE ALONG THE PENINSULA ALONE I RIDE ALONG THE WAVES OF THESE LONG DAYS A LONELY NIGHTS
I CAUGHT 4 BLACK SEA BASS AND KILLED 3 OF THEM WITH A CLUB , THE FISHERMAN WERE GRIZZLY AND REAL THE MAN ABOVE IS NAME paul
WE MADE SOGGY SANDWHICHES ON THE WAY BACK AND IVE NEVER ENJOYED SUCH A SIMPLE MEAL AS I DID THIS DAY
WE WERE BACK ON LAND BY 2 PM AND BACK IN THE HOTEL BY 6PM , WATCHING THE NIGHT LIGHTS OF ANCHORAGE BY 11:42 AM AND ASLEEP BY 12
A TRULY LONELY , LOVELY , SPECTACULAR , INSPIRING LAND
ALASKA I LOVE YOU SO!






gabby, day 11, disposable

















exit glacier.















1 hour drive to seward, the car was cramped, the air was wonderful and the mountains awe

arrival in the haunted "historic anchorage hotel." there's a bear in the window and the only thing haunted about this place was the remnants of a drug induced lower class.








what does this look like?
may be sensual. soft

we say goodbye to the river that night, one last imprint on the water.





jake proved to be very photogenic as a pioneer







































The river moved with such a force of glacial silt if i'd fall in I would sink and die in minutes. The natural occurrences of the open world, chaos. If I fell in nothing would change, the river keeps moving and the sky continues to dance. I am ok with this.



























Talkeetna is a strange convoluted small town.

Chaos. I saw the purity of land forged by unbound nature. The reward of trekking to find the simplicity of something that has always been greater than you, than your blood, than itself. This cannot be translated...












As well as shooting film I had gone through 5 disposable cameras, taking light photographs. This is Gabby. She is pretty. The color of her hair and eyes are the same as her jacket and hat.














A sudden glimpse of clarity in the composed nature of a single moment.












This is my cabin. We were the WONDER WAVE










This is the first time ive been able to have scanned copies of my film. I love the raw texture of it.














The railroad was always so refreshing. The wind smacked you with a delicate persistence. I felt like a pioneer. I felt. Happy.
































Day 2: The Kid walked into my frame and kept moving indifferently

Day 1: Fairbanks is Silent





Day 1: 20 Minutes after lift off from Portland
Day 0: Confused & High
Day 0: Luna and I say Good bye