Joe Is a Jesus-lovin, picture takin fool from banks, oregon. His other hobbies include climbing, hiking, fixing his vanagon, and pretty much anything slightly dangerous or far from the ground.

With an enormous love for life and people, joe brings a smile to everything he does. this blog is a small glimpse of his view on the world and the things created in it.


A Better Escape Than Sleep

A Better Escape Than Sleep

“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.”
— Albert Einstein

So I've been having a real bummer of a week.

Actually, that's an understatement, but I think I realized something wonderful today. When I think back on all that I've been through and the ways I have handled things, it seems to me as if God has blessed me with a joyful heart. I mean a truly, happy heart. I may not always have a smile on my face, but I don't stay upset about my situations for long no matter unrealistically shoddy they may be.

I think I've been doing pretty good at work this week, but in other areas of my life I haven't really been taking proper care of myself. I spent what energy I had giving my hotel guests excellent experiences, but outside of work my energy is sapped by other things and I haven't had a chance to do any of the necessary things. My room hasn't been cleaned in two weeks, my bags from the Neskowin trip are still littered on the floor, I have empty water glasses all over my room, I don't have a scrap of food to eat, my face hasn't been shaved in a week, my car has used dress shirts tossed all over it, and my trash is starting to smell. 

It was getting bad, so before work today I forced myself to replace the laundry in my car with my camera bag. I told myself I had to go out shooting after I got off work at 11pm.

I don't often do this, but I forgot just how much fun is it to wander the streets of Portland really late at night. The city lights cast a glow on the clouds and everything is just bright enough it gives the appearance of an early-evening sky. What I also thought was terrific was the steel bridge had raised the bottom platform for the night. The train tracks stretched all the way down the waterfront - and then ceased to exist - right there in the middle of that bridge. 

It was really a good mood lifter. I went home happy with a couple of the shots I got, and even though it was 4am I set to work cleaning my room. The next day, I took my trash out even got food.

My situation hasn't gotten any better, but my mood sure has. I hope you like at least one of the shots.

Walnuts and Sand

Walnuts and Sand

Independence Day, and other transmuting things.

Independence Day, and other transmuting things.