or a few weeks, whatever. As some of you know, I have really, really taken a step back with what I am doing with photo in order to reevaluate my life. I've got a lot going on with academics and work and the next year is probably going to be harder than any year in my life, but I'll get through it. Woke up at 6am and broke into this old insane asylum on Saturday. I've wanted to go in since I started taking pictures (I got into photography solely because of my love of urban decay and exploration). Fun shit. I forgot my roots over the years and forgot how much I love the thrill and excitement and romance associated with this type of photography. If I ever shoot people again, I might try some sort of conceptual shoot here. I freaked and bolted when I heard a door slam down the hall from where I was. Call me a pussy. Onto the Pics: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5.