The Tragic Death of a Hero

This could very possibly be the last roll of film I ever shoot with my trusty Pentax ZX-30 35mm. I got the camera for Christmas in 9th grade, and it couldn't have costed more than $300. Until about three weeks ago, every photo I shot was taken with this little guy. In his last days, I accidently dropped him on some rocks at Krause Springs. With a few minor repairs, he made a great comeback. Then, at the Meyer Ranch, where these last photos were taken, I again failed him by leaving him sitting on a table in a torrential downpour.
As he was soaked to the core (no D200 weather-sealing with this soldier), he hung his head, snapped one last photo and recoiled all remaining film into it's canister as if to say, "I gave you so much, and even though you treated me like crap in my final hour, I'm going to take this one last photo for you, sacrificing myself to make a beautiful picture." To my knowledge this is the only photo ever taken autonomously by a camera. What a poetic end to a beautiful life.

Pentax ZX-30
December 25, 2000 - July 29, 2007
may your cheap plastic body rest in peace.

FLUGTAG! 2

Team Ro-Sham-Bo gears up and takes flight. That third photo down has to be one of my favorite photos I've ever taken. I'm amazed it's not blurry considering how hard I was laughing.

FLUGTAG!

One of the most fun/utterly ridiculous things I've shot in Austin.

Sno-Beach

Moving In.

CARS at Owens Garage

a potential photo story.

Greenbelt Wednesday

Mark & Katie

are getting married.

August 18

Austin Ice Cream Festival

Internationals and a Big Animal

International Student Friendship Ministry Welcome2Texas event. Friday August 17.

August 16

Christopher Stephens




Self-Portrait

August 14

Eliot's much-protested haircut.






This guy is single-handedly keeping Austin weird.

Morning

Yesterday, Matt Carter, pastor at the Austin Stone Community Church, preached on John 21 where the risen Christ meets Peter and his friends on the beach at sunrise and fixes them breakfast. He talked a lot about morning and how we often see God in the morning. I remembered how I had been fishing a few times earlier this summer and decided to go back out this morning. This is what I encountered.

Andy

This is Andy James Turner. He is a friend of mine. Tonight he was Mr. Tambourine Man.

Jeffrey has a D200 and doesn't know who he is anymore.

Pink House. Golden Hour.

Tres Hermanas

I realized I had two photos of three sisters that I like. Here they are.

Tennessee

This is Randall "Tennessee" Hayes, a blind homeless man I met last spring. A couple of weeks ago, he was killed under the same bridge where I met him.

Boots

Boots on the Drag: Part II

Fish

I caught this guy in Town Lake at Lou Neff Point right where the clear cold water of Barton Creek meets the muddy waters of Town Lake. He was in the muddy water. The bass seem to like it better there.

Road Trip

I apologize for these being out of order.

These are a few of my favorites from a road trip I took at the beginning of the summer with five of my best friends (brothers) whom I have known since first grade. We drove up to Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs and then down to South Fork where we stayed at Clayton's grandmother's house which literally hung over the Rio Grande River.