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Radioactive
September 2008
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Ernest Hemingway Quote
I believe that love that is true and real, creates a respite from death. All cowardice comes from not loving or not loving well, which is the same thing. And then the man who is brave and true looks death squarely in the face, like some rhino-hunters I know or Belmonte, who is truly brave… It is because they make love with sufficient passion, to push death out of their minds… until it returns, as it does, to all men… and then you must make really good love again. -Ernest Hemingway
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Fake Plastic Flowers (Edit)
March 2012Imperial Baths, Sharon Springs, New York, USA
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Master Suite (Edit)
June 2011 The Hotel Adler Spa, Sharon Springs, New York, USA
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Bathtub Of Debris (Edit)
January 2011
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The Book
For years I have dreamed of writing a book. So far I have written about three of them, but abandoned the projects about halfway, regarding them as failed attempts to write a whole book. Sadly, as of yet, I have yet to complete one. The book is an archaic rite of passage for any modern writer who, for whatever reason, has yet to be published in bound paper form. Just because one has yet to be published has to bearing on whether or not they are, in actuality, a writer. There is a very limited market for books in general, and within that limited market, it seems that nobody has…
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Conrail Caboose
March 2011
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Railroad To Hell (Edit)
April 2008
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Old Fire Tower (Edit)
September 2012 Old Fire Tower
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All Things All At Once
Recently, all things all at once rushed into my head; it might have been the coffee. I haven’t had coffee in some time, then I drank a few cups and sat down to write. I realized recently that my true passion is writing. Second, my second passion is taking pictures. My passion for web design has taken a sharp decline after being overshadowed by my passions for both writing and photography. All these things all at once suddenly hit me, snowballing in size, growing so enormous that I simply had to write them down. I knew I wanted to be a writer from a very early age. I remember learning…