About Me

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31deg29'26.87" N. 65deg50'11.93" E., Asia Minor, Azerbaijan
Everything that could possible happen between people happens during photography. It’s cool to see life thru a lens and play out on that stage over and over again. For me photography is a chance to peek in the human condition a little bit and see what makes people human and too see what makes them tick. It could be love, hate, stress, fear or anything for that matter but I have seen it through photography. I love it and I have to see that real burn out. If I saw photography as a job then I would get burnt out. I love to see a different way on how to understand people and even the relationships between people. Seeing so much beauty, emotion and action in photography made me open my eyes. Every day and ever place I walk I see something I can capture with a camera. I am always making notes and creating my own Rolodex of ideas. When I photograph, I document life happening before my eyes. It’s dynamic, fluid, and I must react to what’s happening before me to capture its essence. I love the problem solving and the hunt that comes along with photography.

Proud to have lived thus far....


When the morning comes knocking at my window I say hellow,
Not so sure if I am thankful enough to wave and invite it inside of me.
I want to smile and welcome the light that guides my eyes to live again,
And then I blink to restore my view of the world that awaits my presence.

Sometimes I cry because I have memories of something I’ve lost,
It becomes vividly personal since what hurts me I can no longer have.
Then I wipe away those tears that hold so much weight on my shoulders,
For a moment I gazed knowing that their dissapearance is in vane.

I value their power inside my heart as I reflect the love that has vanished,
Even though inside of me it still lives, yet it’s on the outside where it shows.
To see myself in the front of the mirror at that percised moment is priceless,
As it eats away the lining of my heart to see the sadness that I must address.

Soon enough my next horizon begins and I seek to make the most of it,
After all to be alive for just another day is a marvel of what life is all about.
My smile is ready to absorb what lies ahead on this daunting renewed cycle,
I am a humban being that must adapt to the problems of the older earth.

My day conintues to feed me a broader view to survive until the very end,
Then the night moon greets me and sets my internal clock to a rest mode.
Again I lay myself to sleep, but not before my mind wonders off for a reason,
Inside my brain there are dreams yet to be dicephered before my time is up.

Before I close my eyes I prepare my notes inside my brain before I forget,
In them are many things to be thankful for and I pray for my forgiveness.
In those moments I travel afar to find solutions that I might be able to do,
But my goals are clear as I improve to accomplish most of what I must do.

I can hear the ticks on the night clock that reminds me that it is time to rest,
My movements are slow to respond knowing that a new dream is coming.
Finally my eyes close and I am free to wonder before I fall asleep once more,
I say good-bye to new found worries and troubles as I am in my world.

My privacy begins and only I and the almighty know of what I see then,
And it is up to me to awake and jot them down if I want it to remain alive.
There are too numerous visions to keep silent unless I choose to do so,
So I choose wisely those things I want to share during the time of night.

When morning comes again I begin the task of looking out the window,
Will I smile, will I cry, will I laugh, will I know what lies ahead for me?
Before I answer there are thoughts inside my head that were not there,
Thus I must face the world again and I should be proud to have lived.