I’m Short and Utah
From Idaho to Utah, the ideal story emerges from images.
That’s the beauty (or horror) with the work of story- it’s effortless to gloss over the pain.
As pain flows out, bliss is eventually born. Just as something falls, a new entity is born, like having the opportunity to go on tour this summer.
New cultures, different outlooks, unique perspectives.
Growth ensues.
The horizons here in the west are incredible. I’m instantly lifted when I see the massive mountains peaking out because it puts everything into perspective.
Oh hey mountains, I may be short, but you tall.
Bliss
Since I’ve been doing photography and a little videography, I get rooftop access. The sun plays in the sky in the craftiest way sometimes. Capturing it is undoubtedly impossible. Documenting it will certainly suffice.
Sky lights
Night lines
Burning minds
Stay behind
Every sunset is followed by a sunrise and a new start.
Adios Utah. See you tomorrow morning, Colorado!
What’s your favorite state?
