This is a tree near our office...
Which reminds me, I really need to finish the last three shots I have on my camera.
A view from Hoboken New Jersey into New York
Some people swear by the places they live. Where they grew up, where they've spent their lives. I've been to many cities and experienced many different cultures here in America. To me, there seems to be a pattern in the way people interact with each other. That if the population density is thicker, people tend to be more welcoming or friendly (depending on the context of the area, but I'm speaking in more possible innaccurate generalities). This is what I loved about New York. The people.
A few months ago, I flew to NYC to see my cousin get married. I grew up with him and I was able to spend a decent amount of time with my cousins while I was there. The day after the wedding, Kristine, took me into the glorious city and it was a thrilling experience. I wasn't able to take many photos because of the snow and the constant worry that my camera is bound to break soon. These are some of the photos I took on that trip.
Speaking of which, it snowed in NY while I was there.
The snow was cold. I had this great idea of lining my shoes with a plastic bag to prevent water from seeping in... it eventually did but I was so enthralled to be in snowfall that I forgot that it was cold at times.
We rode the NYC subway system.
We went to a Moraccan restautant. It was great.
That was Bryan
Brittany
Kristine
We took the subway back then walked again through the snow. Wet shoes and pants.
I had so much fun with my cousins. Thanks Bryan and Kristine for taking me out to see part of the city. Come to California!
Last year, I submitted this piece to Pictory for consideration. Pictory is an online magazine curated by Laura Bruno Miner. Laura liked it and used it to close the showcase that month. The showcase was called "Platonic Love Stories." So here's the original scanned shot, barely edited:
Here's an excerpt from what had been published:
Though we only talk every now and again, I still consider her a close friend. We used to hang out and talk about life, love, God, photography, and silly things. I still pray for her often.
- Aaron Delani, I am a dream traveler in California.
In three weeks, it's Valentines Day once again. As I'm thinking about the people I love and the people who love me, I don't feel quite lonely about this coming Valentines. It may not be a romantic love, but these friendships have meant more than any romantic relationship I've been in. So, maybe this coming month, I'll be posting my favorite portraits of my closest friends. I may just call it the "Platonic Love Series." Or maybe not.
Do you have platonic love stories?
Last year, I saw one of my good friends get married. It was such a joyous occasion that I wasn't even able to snap many shots of it. Here are the shots I was actually able to take that magical day. I wasn't the official photographer or anything like that... Just an honored friend excited to see them get hitched! (Finally!) Here are the shots I was actually able to take that magical day.
The groom, Jeremy L. Pfaff of the Preacher's Sons, great man, great beard, great band.
The bride, Jacque D. Pfaff, of life, great woman, beautiful bride... also, amazing photographer.
One of the memorable things that happened that day was that the groom, the bestman (Brandon Pfaff, his brother), and the officiator (Their Dad), all had beautiful beards that day.
Woodwork in the first picture is by the talented and skilled Joey Arcadi, of Arcadi Construction.
Last night I got to briefly see this beautiful, engaged couple!
Which reminds me... I need to post a few other photos... to be continued...
Update: Jacque and Jeremy Pfaff Wedding
There was a time when my friends and I would go into Long Beach California to be with friends. It's been a while for me since then and every now and again, I miss them.
The Park
Then on Thursays, we were in the park.
So I thank God for the time that's passed and the work He's done there. I'm hoping to be moved to do something similar in the time I have.
