1. music: the universal language →

    "music comes first, the lyrics are second" - kurt cobain

    lyrics in a song are only a texture in music, the language of music however is universal. it really doesn’t matter what is said (in this case the free-flow of 2 yr old gibberish). it is one of the most beautiful languages we can communicate. 
    so, speak up with your good listenings. :)

  2. whoa. 250,000 people participated in the Civil Rights March. 250,000!!! i’ll even spell it out for emphasis…. two-hundred-and-fifty-thousand. and they were lead by one.
one. who believed. (“i have a dream…”)
…the power of belief. believing in a purpose. believing in cause. will result in feeding others who share the same beliefs, the same purpose, the same cause. 
what moves you? what is your passion? why do you do what you do?
(just some inspired food for thought as i am deep in the throws of rebranding my photography.)

    whoa. 
    250,000 people participated in the Civil Rights March. 
    250,000!!! 
    i’ll even spell it out for emphasis…. two-hundred-and-fifty-thousand. 
    and they were lead by one.

    one. 
    who believed. (“i have a dream…”)

    …the power of belief. believing in a purpose. believing in cause. will result in feeding others who share the same beliefs, the same purpose, the same cause. 

    what moves you? 
    what is your passion? 
    why do you do what you do?

    (just some inspired food for thought as i am deep in the throws of rebranding my photography.)

  3. artist Haejung Lee writes of their work: “I make art because I want to, but more importantly, I make art because I feel the need to. It is like I’m rushing to write something down on a piece of paper before I forget, before the rushing of the blood or thumping of the heart fades away and disappears completely. I feel a strong need to spill it all out before my imagination alters the purest form of truth, dilutes the authentic emotion until it becomes something else entirely. My artworks represent little pieces of me that have been archived, which otherwise may be forgotten through time. They are the proof of my existence. They become almost like photographic images that captures both the physical and emotional aspects of moments in my life.”^ and now i understand why every, single, line, is drawn.imagine a world where all of us rushed to the paper, the canvas, the camera, to record our hearts, our witness, and our truth. be an artist. listen. feel. see. do. be. 

    artist Haejung Lee writes of their work: “I make art because I want to, but more importantly, I make art because I feel the need to. It is like I’m rushing to write something down on a piece of paper before I forget, before the rushing of the blood or thumping of the heart fades away and disappears completely. I feel a strong need to spill it all out before my imagination alters the purest form of truth, dilutes the authentic emotion until it becomes something else entirely. My artworks represent little pieces of me that have been archived, which otherwise may be forgotten through time. They are the proof of my existence. They become almost like photographic images that captures both the physical and emotional aspects of moments in my life.”

    ^ and now i understand why every, single, line, is drawn.
    imagine a world where all of us rushed to the paper, the canvas, the camera, to record our hearts, our witness, and our truth. 

    be an artist. 
    listen. feel. see. do. be. 



  4. image

    a portrait of my father

    in these fragile minutes. these hours. these days. 
    there are so many notes that have now and have yet to be played. 
    and in between these notes rests the beautiful healing breath…
    and i am thankful for the music.


    i love you dad.
    ALS sucks. 

  5. excited to share with you, MURMUR, the latest collection of my work. 

please visit www.boxonfire.com to see more. 

MURMUR
before us the thick dark current runs. It talks up to us in a murmur become ceaseless and myriad, the yellow surface dimpled monstrously into fading swirls travelling along the surface for an instant, silent, impermanent and profoundly significant, as though just beneath the surface something huge and alive waked for a moment of lazy alertness out of and into light slumber again. - william faulkner

#murmur #work #boxonfire #studio #portrait #lowkey #studiophotography #inthestudio #carravagio #inspiration #painterly #likepaint #williamfaulkner

    excited to share with you, MURMUR, the latest collection of my work.

    please visit www.boxonfire.com to see more.

    MURMUR
    before us the thick dark current runs. It talks up to us in a murmur become ceaseless and myriad, the yellow surface dimpled monstrously into fading swirls travelling along the surface for an instant, silent, impermanent and profoundly significant, as though just beneath the surface something huge and alive waked for a moment of lazy alertness out of and into light slumber again. - william faulkner

    #murmur #work #boxonfire #studio #portrait #lowkey #studiophotography #inthestudio #carravagio #inspiration #painterly #likepaint #williamfaulkner

  6. murmur by box on fire :: duston todd :: photographerphotography + art direction: duston toddmodel: joe amundson

    murmur by box on fire :: duston todd :: photographer

    photography + art direction: duston todd
    model: joe amundson

  7. for better viewing: click on an image

    it’s been ages since i’ve posted a family photo shoot.
    this session kinda rocked my socks and so i thought i’d share. 
    if you have a darling family, and you’re budding with personality (which you are) .. then hit me up, let’s do a little snap snap before everyone grows up and loses their teeth. :)

    thank you Garrett Family!

  8. it’s been ages since i’ve posted a family photo shoot.
    this session kinda rocked my socks and so i thought i’d share. 
    if you have a darling family, and you’re budding with personality (which you are) .. then hit me up, let’s do a little snap snap before everyone grows up and loses their teeth. :)

  9. it’s been ages since i’ve posted a family photo shoot.
    this session kinda rocked my socks and so i thought i’d share. 
    if you have a darling family, and you’re budding with personality (which you are) .. then hit me up, let’s do a little snap snap before everyone grows up and loses their teeth. :)

  10. A fine day indeed. Hiked to #delicatearch in the morning.  Spent the day with my beautiful family and friends. And saved a little boy who was drowning in the hotel pool (fo’reals). #scoutshonorforlife. #fezforlife (at Delicate Arch)

    A fine day indeed. Hiked to #delicatearch in the morning. Spent the day with my beautiful family and friends. And saved a little boy who was drowning in the hotel pool (fo’reals). #scoutshonorforlife. #fezforlife (at Delicate Arch)

  11. like paint

    image

    image

    image

    like paint.
    we breathe. we slip. we break. we fly.
    where we begin and end and blur and play and kiss and cry.
    in tiny pools of you and i. 


    as these paintings by the artist Agnes Cecile have moved me, may you come alive in the beauty that fills your lives.

  12. Turn, turn away.From the sound of your own voice,Calling no one.Just a silence.Learn to see around the edge,follow the avalancheTurn away.
Hold, Hold the line.The fix is here in timeKeeps you under,Takes you over.Love and life divides,between waking and slumberTurn away.
Turn, turn away.From the weight of your own pastIt’s a measureFor the devil.And be chasing ache of change,Once you have spoken,Turn away.
turn away, by Beck.his new album ‘morning phase’ will change you. listen.

    Turn, turn away.
    From the sound of your own voice,
    Calling no one.
    Just a silence.
    Learn to see around the edge,
    follow the avalanche
    Turn away.

    Hold, Hold the line.
    The fix is here in time
    Keeps you under,
    Takes you over.
    Love and life divides,
    between waking and slumber
    Turn away.

    Turn, turn away.
    From the weight of your own past
    It’s a measure
    For the devil.
    And be chasing ache of change,
    Once you have spoken,
    Turn away.

    turn away, by Beck.
    his new album ‘morning phase’ will change you. 
    listen.

  13. A discussion with hair/makeup gets real. #autocorrectfail … #Win. #damnyouautocorrect #whatsyourpootellingyou?

    A discussion with hair/makeup gets real. #autocorrectfail … #Win. #damnyouautocorrect #whatsyourpootellingyou?

  14. "your priorities will clarify"

    … beautiful and true wisdom. 


    this article, above anything i have heard or read on the loss of a Philip Seymor Hoffman, truly saddens me. especially the closing remarks. it brings a great insight to anyone, ANYONE, who we love, who hurts (even ourselves), who battles with the dark captive monsters of demons and addictions.

    addiction comes in so many forms and vices.
    drugs is only but one of many foes.  
    should i list them for you?
    no, you can dig within your own skin and ask that of yourself. 
    i hope that this counsel, to make the right daily decisions, will help bring the beautiful and infinite clarity we so sadly and easily loose sight of and get lost in the cloudy noise. 
    - and what we should earnestly and continually to strive to fight for. 

    prior to this article i have made it a conscious effort to see more clearly. and now i see it as a reminder, to see what really matters, and to act on that. seeing and doing, not hearing only. to spend time with those in my life. those who really matter.  to devote my time, my energies, my heart, to those who are the closest to me; the greatest blessings of joy and love to ever fill soul.. my beautiful family, my radiant wife, my angelic daughters. 

    tin type, and the last known portrait of Philip Seymor Hoffman by Victoria Will

  15. Sleep comes like a drug. #godscountry (at Great Salt Lake)

    Sleep comes like a drug. #godscountry (at Great Salt Lake)