There’s a moment in The Witcher, right after another butchered choice leaves bodies in the dirt, where Geralt of Rivia lays it plain: “Evil is evil… lesser, greater, middling—it makes no difference.” And he says what most men don’t have…
There was a time, not so long ago, when a photograph had weight. It was a tangible thing. A slice of a moment, wrestled from the relentless current of time, held still in silver gelatin or a slick of Kodachrome.…
And Why True Impact Lies Beyond It Introduction: A Drink at the End of the World The neon flickers, same as it always does, casting long shadows that crawl up the alley walls. Out there, the System hums—a low, constant…
Early in the morning, somewhere outside Pigeon Forge, I went looking for a mountain view.What I got was a wall of trees, a silhouette, and a single cabin window catching sunrise.I didn’t know it then, but my camera was quietly…
Road trip observations from a rural photographer passing through the biggest city he’s ever seen. I snapped this photo somewhere on the road—maybe Louisville, maybe Covington, Kentucky. To be honest, I can’t remember. I took a trip to satisfy my…