Back from my travels, having had a great time, albeit a long one. There is a weary quality to being on the road when you don't have the leisure to stop and see things along the way, stop and take out the camera, stop and explore the local greasy spoons. I did hit up a number of road-side farmer's markets, gorging myself on fresh produce. And I was reminded how beautiful this land is, from fog-littered rolling hills of Pennsylanvia at 6 am, sun-beaten Carolina highways that glimmered with sparkling speckles, rich loamy Richmond trees and the cool refreshment of the James river, kudzu addled Atlantan trees and fierce summer southern storms...

In Baltimore I got to work with Jeff Greer again, one of my favorite photographers. He really just let me go, and so I got to do moody, emotive work that I just adore. And of course, fashion. As much as I enjoy nudes, there is a freedom in fashion work that I don't find elsewhere. Creativity in poses, a vivacity that comes springing out of me, a certain ferociousness and playfulness that really wells forth.

Soon, it will be autumn. I can already feel the buzzing, vibrating excitement in my skin. The cool nights and warm days. The smell of it permeating the air.

I want to get out and shoot like crazy in autumn. Hay fields and barns and colorful forests. Fall colored clothes, which naturally suit my skin tones, eyes and hair. I want to be wrapped in fabrics that flow and comfort. To exalt in the beautiful glory of this, my favorite of all the seasons.

I can barely wait...