jasiatic in several parts

afrobeats::tropical cocktails:vegan cake:baby powder:: fire in motion::sweat::blacklights

and after this lady's born-day celebration, the 3am hour and two photographers left standing.....

with what little energy we had b/w the both of us we managed to snap some pictures...

here are mine...















lillie ruth bussie




.....with her toy instruments and delicate voice
a brilliant combination






















www.myspace.com/lillierut
hbussey





eye try

the bare bones of it is.... my strength is only evident when i'm faced to challenge my limits. i'm learning that those limits mean me understanding that they reveal themselves in a case where i may have to be challenged to return to a place i'm working to leave. taking steps back and revisiting feelings i know i shouldn't come back to. and...understanding that knowing my strength means understanding my power and courage to stretch my limits to a point of pain. much like stretching to reach your toes it hurts to reach down while you're trying to climb up, lending out hands, ears, tears....


....


cause my heart is large and wide open... and that's where the strength lives

just FreeZe!




Krazzy K

dancer/up and coming filmmaker



this woman is creating a documentary on the philly freestyle/street dance culture and music. philadelphia has seldomly been documented and lacks the rep it deserves for its contributions to hip hop, and this lady is tackling that problem...


BIg uPS to Raw Talent!

thank you lenyon:)


photo by lenyon

cameo?





sooo, on thursday, the first day of the new school year for philly's public schools, the mayor, and the new superintendent come to tour and meet students and staff of university high school (1/3 schools i teach in) i was a bit sckeptical, as usual, so what else would i do but grab the camera and make the most out of it... then i find out that my photo was snapped
and how slick of this photographer, kudos to you...cause i had no idea he/she was even there
well here's the pdf i grabbed from The Metro.
you can play a "where's waldo?" game and try to spot me from this grainy image below
ha-ha

[and i guess you could always click on it to enlarge, but that would be cheating]





mia culpa (sp?)

i want to apologize for the "uh-ohs" below in the last post....been having some issues with the format and font. i know some of you have had trouble reading the text because its too small, then there's gaps that won't fix , etc. etc. i don't know.... i may have to post this all over again '_'


things happen right ?









adventura partido en cinco....

its impossible to think that you can imgagine and plan all events to come like any venture i embark on, i have my expectations but i naturally keep room in my mind leaving myself and "time" open to embrace what comes, whether it's difficult, joyous, scary, and trying, or challenging this past weekend i flew, balancing off of a friend's hands and feet, stood up straight on his shoulders {believe i was panting}
my hands were two of four and a half that built fire
and i housed in the street from music playing out of a friend's car
biked around a desolate and legend filled city
took my daughter along with a friend on her first camping trip
ate hake
slept in a tent
met a two week old person with eyes that carve the soul
drank matte
sipped wine met some beautiful people
came face to face with my own shrine
all of these events aren't posted or photographed....seeing as how i'm the photographer....and usually not the subject but so much more occured

there's plenty to be thankful for, and this may be the first time that i verbalize how thankful i am for my relationship with adventure, it can be large or small, but nonetheless, dear to my life....

















[next 3 photos] by jean-jacques {thank you for allowing me to be on the other side}






















"An evening with two sources of light" one of blazing fire that took some time to build and the second beaming off of jean -jacques' head and at some point, samarah's
head









































































"Growing kombucha, mmmmmm a mean slap in the face"






























[carrot juice]





















"splitting image"


































"Wharehouse Communion"