Practicing Stillness

So, its been a while since I posted on here. Sorry about that, fellow followers. I had some very personal things come up in my life and they needed my careful attention. I won’t bore you with the details, but it involved a freak accident and some recovery time. I am feeling a lot better and am beginning to feel like myself again. I haven’t even posted to my Instagram account, and I usually post there the most. The last couple of months have been extremely difficult, but extremely necessary. In the quiet moments of my recovery, I learned a lot about the person I am and the person I want to be. I faced certain things about myself that I don’t really care for, I hope to do away with those traits the best I can. I saw a lot there thats worth keeping, and things I want to achieve for my future. I am fortunate to be surrounded by some of the best people I have ever known, they were my strength, when I was beaten. They were my courage, when I was defeated. They got me through it. The most important things I learned in all of this are, there is no greater virtue than gratitude and fear is still as destructive as they tell you it is.

Remember your roots and be ever flowing like water.

This period of reflection has caused some creative blockages that I am trying to sort through. But being still sometimes is what needs to be done in order to move past the things that come up for us in our lives. I struggle with stillness, so this has been challenging. Thats when I turn to the landscape. Take pause and be present with something bigger than myself. My goal from here on out is to spend more time with my work, post images from my archive, sharing work that is synonymous with growth, patience, gratitude and strength. In the presence of the landscape, I attempt to convey how we can be like water, or be like trees. Bending and swaying, maintaining a fluidity thats constant, while still remaining steadfast and strong. The human condition is an omnipresent thread with what I hope to say with my self-portraiture work. Through my landscapes, I still attempt to transfer the natural state of the landscape as a reflection of how we, as people, are the same as nature.








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Pure Chicagoan

First, I would like to say that my Mac is on the verge of death, unfortunately the logic board on it is about to go for the second time. I apologize for the potential upcoming as well as the recent inconsistencies with my posts.

Thank You

Chicago, what is it about Chicago that keeps all of us here year after year? I woke up the other day and realized once again (this happens from time to time) that I absolutely love this city. I am so proud having been raised here. Chicago is really like no other place in the United States, I have been to many different cities and Chicago is still my favorite. I can’t speak for Paris or London because I have yet to make it across the pond. So, in waking up and being glad in having the relationship that Chicago and I have, I began tallying everything that makes Chicago awesome. I also began observing what makes the people from Chicago, Chicagoans. I came up with quite a few things that make Chicago, along with the people who live her quite possibly the coolest, but today I am going to talk about one thing that makes Chicago the shit; the Chicago Reader.

If it were not for the Chicago Reader, how would us Chicagoans keep up to date on all that is happening is this fair city? It covers the broadest spectrum of cool, and the best part about it is, what it considers cool is completely non-discriminating. If you like opera, it has you covered, movies, covered; rock music, covered; the best places to eat in town, covered; jobs, covered; housing; covered. The Chicago Reader provides us with the ability to define ourselves as Chicagoans, it is the tool that allows us to enjoy whatever it is that we love, and helps to create that certain “buzz” that occurs every night of the week. Is it the only way to find out what is going on? Absolutely not, but in my opinion, does the Chicago Reader do it the best, fuck yeah. And, the best part about it is, its free and its available online, but that’s not saying much about anything anymore (the online part anyway).

One of my favorite things to do, is to snag a copy from a bar, or a late night diner, and my first stop is always the Early Warnings section in the back. I’m a music nerd, and live music is my favorite pastime. If it were not for the Chicago Reader, I quite possibly could have missed half of the live shows that I have seen in my adult life. Recently, it made me privy to Ty Segall, Spirtiualized, the Magnetic Fields, Sharon Van Etten; just to name a few. In the past it led me to The Kills, Portishead, Old 97’s, Lallapalooza line-ups and so on. So, my hat goes off the the Chicago Reader, thank you for all of the wonderful experiences you made possible.

Love Your Boobies!!! Support Planned Parenthood!!!

Normally, I would never use my photo blog to voice my opinions on politics. This blog is dedicated to my photographic work that I create on an everyday level, as opposed to work that may be selected for my website exclusively. But this is just absurd.

Susan G. Komen, has released plans to cut off all funding support for Planned Parenthood as of the first of the year. May I mention, that the funding designated for Planned Parenthood are solely for the use of breast cancer screenings. They are claiming that Planned Parenthood is misusing the funds provided by the Komen Foundation. However, right-wing congressman, Cliff Sterns is against Planned Parenthood simply because he is pro-life and is leading this bullshit investigation. He is also wasting our tax dollars in the process! Now I ask, what the fuck does abortion and breast cancer have to do with each other???

I take personal offense to this choice, because I am a 28-year-old woman without health insurance, and places like Planned Parenthood make it possible for women like me to keep up on my female health. Last year alone, Planned Parenthood was responsible for over 700,000 breast cancer screenings. That is a lot of women who will be unable to get regular breast cancer screenings, and may become more susceptible to breast cancer in the future. That is a devastating thought, especially because a foundation that devotes its life to ending breast cancer is the cause of such devastation.

What is even more outrageous, is that pro-life supporters consider this a victory! So, I pose this question, how is it that groups who claim to be “pro-life” are celebrating that over 700,000 women will go without breast exams, and because of it, are more likely to die of breast cancer??? This is a fact that has been stated by the Cancer Association of America. So, clearly they only care about the death of a fetus, and not the death of a woman without health insurance. See, I think that is fucked up, and it doesn’t make any sense. Either be 100 percent pro-life or don’t. Sorry assholes, life is life, whether it’s a fetus or a Latino women, or a 28-year-old white woman, like me. It has no fucking race or color. But these right-wing groups seem to be really good at putting all of us in our own little place. And they claim to know sooooo much about what Planned Parenthood is about, in quoting a republican senator from Arizona “You don’t go to Planned Parenthood to get your cholesterol checked, but you do go there to get an abortion. Which is well over 90 percent of what Planned Parenthood does.” When the fact of the matter is, abortions make up about 3 percent of the services that Planned Parenthood offers as a whole. Moron!!!

So, having that said, love your boobies, and support Planned Parenthood in this inexplicable decision to leave low-income women out in the cold. To see more on this story, visit

Yours Truly

The Lens Baby

Milkshakes, yummmmmmmm

Hello world,

I really don’t have a whole lot to say right now. I have been behind on everything. It’s weird, its like school starts, and suddenly I stop making time for the things I enjoy.

1. Democracy Now, my only source of news has not made an appearance to my morning (or lack thereof) routine in the longest time.

2. This American Life, how have I gone this long without good storytelling?

3. My observances of the world. I feel like I have had no time to notice how bizarre this planet actually is in a long time, let alone complain about it.

However, I have been working. Photography has been my life for the past six weeks or so. I am learning a ton of new things, and ideas have been erupting in my brain like volcanos. So, I suppose sometimes its just a little give and take.

I am in the process of creating a new body of work, Female Intimacy, which consists of images of Amy in our most intimate moments, and in most cases she is nude. As for my alt process work, I am still learning, but the wheels are turning there too. In addition to all of that, I have been spending time with people I care for and doing really amazing things, like eating at Chicago Diner three times in one week, then night capping it at The Whistler (where Roger, Amy and I ran into our friends Kyra and Josh from Museum Club). It also turns out that The Whistler would be perfect for On Your Marx! Roger’s gonna let Kevin know, and so forth. Serendipity, you gotta love it. Its nights like that that just make it all worth while.

Lots of Love,

The Lens Baby



Such is Life

Hey all you nerds, who hopefully read my silly little blog…

Here is the scoop today. So, in my last post, I mentioned I was going to my friend Danny’s studio, which turned out to be one of the best studio nights we have had yet. We talked, drank some beers, ate some cheese, and worked for hours. He painted, I photographed. We had the documentary film, Beautiful Losers playing as some inspirational background noise. It was great. I always feel so inspired whenever I pay him a visit, there is something about that space that allows magical things to happen there.

Most of the Bastardo work was created in that very same space. He went on about how wonderful he thought my film was, which made me so happy…

Today, such is life, I realized that one of my photography classes was canceled. This particular class, Color Photo 1, is a prerequisite for a lot of other classes. It is somewhat frustrating, considering… I want to move forward, I want to finish. And I can’t move forward till I take this class. The college has this rule; ten people need to be registered for an art class in order for it to run. But if its an english class, it will run if there is only one person enrolled. I think it is kinda a load of shit, especially if it is a prerequisite… The class should run. But thats all politics, they have enough money to rehab the whole school, but can’t run an art class with less than ten people. It doesn’t make sense to me.

So, on that note, Tuesday night was amazing, and got me super inspired to jump right into my education after Winter Break, but today brought some discouragement. I believe that things happen for a reason, and I just have to stay positive. Maybe only being enrolled in two classes will allow me some more freedom to work on some personal projects.

So, I will leave you with some of my work from Danny’s studio.