Thursday, September 30, 2004

Thursday Morning

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

the anti-V8

Tuesday, September 28, 2004


Monday, September 27, 2004

Sighisoara, Romania

Sunday, September 26, 2004

Girl at the University

Saturday, September 25, 2004

Historical Consumerism

Friday, September 24, 2004

Yet Again Untitled

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Grandparent #2

aka Anuta, or bunica (pronounced "boo nee kah"), my poor grandma who was tired of me and my camera.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Carpathian Mtns., Romania (8,000 ft)

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Church, Romania

Touching the Void

Monday, September 20, 2004

Sighisoara, Romania

This is the birthplace of the historical Dracula, Vlad Tepes (the Impaler). The house he was born in is now a disco and right under it, at street level is a coffee shop that charges more for a cup than most Romanians care to ever pay for such a trivial drink.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

Grandparent #1

Saturday, September 18, 2004


Friday, September 17, 2004

Carpathian Mts., Romania

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Church, Romania

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Starting tom I will post pictures from my trip to Europe this summer, especially from Romania. Occasionally, you shall see more recent shots from my ongoing projects around Chi-town. Cheers y'all!

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

No Comment

Monday, September 13, 2004

St. Jerome at Noon

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Untitled Again

Saturday, September 11, 2004

Map of the World

Friday, September 10, 2004


I shot this at the practice runs of the Blue Angels for the airshow two weeks ago. Not quite as warm in Chicago this week, but then again, autumn is upon us soon.

Thursday, September 09, 2004


Tuesday, September 07, 2004

The Devil

Take a look at the number of snakes present that day for venom milking...
If you cannot see it, there were 666 of them in various jars at the Herpatology Center in Madras, India. Spooky!

First Day

Today is my bro's first day of high school... and I just realized that it's quite something (more so for his parents). Growing up I never realized the importance of these moments, these modern rites of passage that divide our life in four or more year periods. So today, as I drove him to school, I realized how time changes and how in the greater scheme of things, these days are the ones we remember more oftem that many others to come.

Monday, September 06, 2004


Is Heaven in color, or in black and white, like this...

Is Heaven in color, God? Please tell me, because I am dying to know. I'd like to know, but then I don't. I know it's probably nothing like I expected, and then I'll just be dissapointed 'till the end of time. But then again, is it is color, black and white, or maybe sepia? Why so many choices, man? Could things be any more complicated? I wonder what hell looks like... it has to be in color, all that fire, the pits, the devils and hopefully soon, Mr. Bush. Ahhh, God is good!

Sunday, September 05, 2004

Kids at Work

I taught my two friends Lori and Salima how to ride a bike today. Quite an achievement, considering they're both over the age of 25. Yeah, I have to mention that, it was that good. Seriously though, by the end of the night, they both rode on without support, me running behind and braking my skull open trying to keep up or them ending up in some ditch or on the pavement and blaming me for their own demise as professional bikers.

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Cotton Sky

I was picking up a friend at the airport the other day and it never occured to me what an amazing place this was. I've always liked the atmosphere at O'Hare, it seems that there's always energy flowing and that people are in constant turmoil. I saw angry workers, friendly nuns, gracious passangers, kids wanting to know what they got from grandma before she was even through with the baggage claim, an upset tourist screaming at an all too funny gentleman who obviously did not understand English, tired flight attendants and finally an amazing couple, a soldier coming home to his wife, a reunion that stunned (in a good way) the entire terminal and stopped me from taking a picture. A sweetness and expectation define an airport; a sadness and hope, tears and smiles, hugs, kisses and an aroma of raw emotion scent the air. I saw hugs and cars, a blue sky and planes. All directions, all people, all emotions, in one place.

Friday, September 03, 2004


I guess I had nothing to say this week. Strange, lately I am often without anything to say, be it witty, sarcastic, altruistic or philosophical in nature. I am a bit dissaponted in that, but it just might be the summer blues. Good friday y'all!

Thursday, September 02, 2004


Wednesday, September 01, 2004

First of September

Nothing to say today. Nothing.