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I went home this past weekend. Charles came with to meet the family/cats. Typical new relationship ritual.

It was a beautiful weekend celebrating my sister's 24th birthday with my immediate parents and grandparents. She and her boyfriend had just arrived back in the state after a month-long road trip around the country. I don't get to see her too often now that she's in grad school in California, so I cherish the moments that we are in each other's company.

As Charles and I bummed around my hometown, I realized, with the help of some outside perspective, that Bucyrus isn't really that bad of a town. It's clean. It's simple. The people, for the most part, are friendly. I could've grown up in much worse places.

Final

I realize I just blogged, but to get the ball rolling, here is one of the six images I created for my final in Portraiture.

The model is Skyla, an artist and a nude model. I will post more from this series later.

Begin

Hello. I am here. Here I am.

I gave in and created an "official" photo blog. 

I will try to be faithful to this one for a change, though my various blogging ventures have been scattered throughout cyberspace for the past nine years.

I will post photographs in this blog. Odd though, very few of my commercial counterparts have blogs. So, I apologize if all of this seems a little out of trend. I realize that this might be a photojournalist venture by custom. Of course I document little happenings here and there. Nothing monumental, but at least now I have a proper place for them.

There are far too many talented photographers at my school, and I am guilty of creeping around their blogs and portfolios... but I refuse to creep anonymously anymore.

Welcome aboard... me.