Fresh scans of negatives from my travels to reunite with my stolen identity. Taken somewhere on the train from Gorna Oryahovitsa to Sophia, Bulgaria.
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Exploring California’s exquisitely vague Central Valley region on a trip back from Sacramento.
Not so long ago (almost a decade) I was in Italy studying color reduction woodcut printmaking with one of my professors from the University of Nebraska. At the time, I was under the impression that I was some sort of gifted, up and coming printmaker. (It is truly remarkable what a perfect storm of ego […]