"What the Hell Kinda Picture's That?!"

I went to Mexico a while back with my friend Jennie and her family. One evening we were walking along the beach, the sun was disappearing into the silvery sea, palm trees were perfectly framing an ideal shot. I think dolphins were jumping out of the water. And Jennies mom asks “Why is Ashley taking pictures of the garbage?” And that’s when I discovered something was wrong with me. Everyone's camera was pointing westward and I had mine pointing at a pile of trash and a rotting fish.

So I like decaying, rusting, rotting things. I’d hang that fish carcass on my wall and everyday I'd wake up and think "How beautiful!"

I took this picture just the other day and some crazy old construction worker walked by and said, "What the hell kinda picture's that?!" Its my favorite kind.

Well I don't think I'm alone. I walked into F-Stop Cafe the other day and was blown away by this artist. Kelly Larsen. He's incredible. He uses industrial objects as well as decomposed, putrefied and oxidized materials from the earth. Check him out.

Creatures From the Blue Lagoon

I've been helping Garrit and Rachel out with their wedding announcements. They wanted them to look like old Film Noir movie posters. We modeled it after the poster "Creatures from the Blue Lagoon." Glad to work on some announcements that look totally different.

Garrit and Rach's Photo's

Shot my first engagement photo's for my friends Rachel and Garrit. They were taken at the old Heber Creeper Train Station in the snow (PS why is it still snowing? My soul's in hibernation right now waiting for warmer climates.) This is what the three of us put together.



I had two really grand ideas that didn't end up happening 1)Garrit and Rach wearing just old wooden barrels and nothing else 2)to dress them up in old B&W striped Burglar outfits. Both would have been so cool around the train station. But where do you find old wooden barrels and burglar outfits?


This guy below is my own indulgence (THE SPIRIT!)

My Zen Sunday

Sometimes I forget that SLC is a cool city. Spent last Sunday up there taking pictures, eating and walking all over the city. I need to spend more time up there and less time Provo, since this town has owned my heart and soul for seven years. Wouldn't even mind moving up there.








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