The Life and Times

Newest Image

january twenty nine, two thousand nine


Photojournalist, thrill seeker and vagabond photographer David Wesley Vaughan, captured this image, which he dubbed DanFoot, while on a life changing expedition in the lower 48. Vaughan was investigating the legends known to many water and sun seekers that there is living proof that Bigfoot has balding dysfunctional cousins lurking in and around wet areas. Only visible briefly Vaughan captured this creature on film as it emerged from a chilling river. This is the one and only known image of DanFoot known to the scientific world. Legend and myth has it that cave drawings have been found in the caves of beautiful sirens.

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january twenty seven, two thousand nine


The Mood
One of the hardest tasks for a photographer, but holds one of the greatest accomplishments, is to make a photograph that when captured, includes the mood of the situation. By capturing the image at the precise moment it is almost possible to evoke an aroma. A sense that is all but lost in the visual realm. - dba

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january twenty five, two thousand nine



Porn Setting
When I look at amateur porn I catch myself looking past the bare skin and fucking to see what is in the background. It is amusing to see the environment that the people wanting to post their sex images on line live in. - dba

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january twenty four, two thousand nine


Getting the Words Out
I was told the other day that having a conversation with me is like having a conversation with a stack of index cards. I start talking then walk away, don't finish my sentences and basically confuse the people I'm talking too. I am a writer and it's easier for me to write what I want to say then speak it. I think my mind moves faster then my speech and I have so much to say I have a hard time getting…... the words ….. be right back. - dba

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january twenty three, two thousand nine


Feel Your Senses
Feel the sensations of all your senses being stimulated when you pass through the realm of a new place. Make a conscience decision to wake up and experience all five of your senses. Don't just look at the new, but see it. Hear the sounds that are around you, smell the heat and see the cold. Hear the loudest, listen for the faintest. Touch something never touched and feel its temperature, its texture. Let your mind explore and smell the aroma of where you are. Don't be repulsed by the bad instead embrace it, analyze it and possible enjoy some good from it. Inhale the musk of the earth, the sweet of the flower, there is a world of aroma each one unique to itself each one can trigger an event in your mind, now and in the future. When possible taste, taste what is offered and enjoy the sensations of new flavors caressing the pallet. Be open and experience the exotic pleasure of taste. When we completely open our minds and let our senses take over we can truly experience the world and life in a completely new way. It is not hard it can be easy and with some conscience practice it will become second nature. With this way of living life, it will do nothing but become much richer. – dba

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january twenty two, two thousand nine


Fire for the Senses
Sitting by a campfire, no mater where the fire may burn, is one of the most tranquil times indulged. All the senses come alive but stay at peace. The fragrance of burning wood, the hypnotic trance brought on by watching the glow of vibrant ambers. The warm heat reflects a flickering orange blanket on the face while the contrasting cool blue air chills the back. The distant sounds of night competing for the crackling of burning wood that not only warms the body, but also heats the very spirit of who we are. - dba

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january twenty, two thousand nine


A Never Ending Circle
The dwellings of the indigenous people living with the spirit of the earth were round, a never-ending circle. When they were civilized and educated by modern man their dwellings become square box like structures. A box of little light, a cage with little freedom, a place of containment unsuitable to hold a person, a mind or a soul. – dba

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january eighteen, two thousand nine


Mediocre
There are so many phases in life that are bland, slow, uneventful. Mediocre times that are wasted, and forgotten while slowly we pass through them with no real expression.
Love should not be one of them. - dba-88

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january seventeen, two thousand nine


I never thought that I would become a member of the Ipod generation; I love the albums of old and was reluctant to give into CD's as I didn't want to break the cycle of a sound wave. I have sold out completely and I'm digging it. I have been downloading music and copying tunes tell hell won't have it. It has brought a whole new freedom for my music. I have to add that the earpieces are really not my thing. Being from the old school I like bigger headphones, or no headphones at all. I like music surrounding my body I'll never be to old for load music and I still like to crank the volume and get lost in the music.

It is not often that I promote someone's web site, or someone's person. But once in a while I run across something trying to find the end of the internet that I truly get hooked on. For reasons that I and only I can really determine, and even then I think it comes from drinking wine late at night being surround by great music from my Ipod, that these questions can be answered. I ran though a link to the site of Baby Sinead. She is a notorious part of the NYC nightlife, a model, a porn star and a photographer that has an artistic and creative drive that is really making a mark. I invite the faint hearted, the ones with a Christian background where you have be brainwashed against individuality, or are a kid looking for something that you probably do not understand then to please stay away. All others please open your mind and let the mark of Baby Sinead scratch across your gray mater.

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january sixteen, two thousand nine


Do Not Turn To the Negative
    People are so quick to lose the positive, turn to negative and forget what good has been done, or what happiness is being created. To validate their self worth, which for many has dropped below the realm of normal, they attack the character of another. To rise above another, in an attempt to feel good about their self they have to push someone down. This simple action, or suggestion can run rampant through a population of like mined people. Amazingly people have been conditioned, or conditioned themselves, to quickly turn to the negative. They want to stop thinking about the good, to forget about the positive until the negative has overcome all other emotions. Often this action is done to people not even known to the other.
   To become angry with someone, or when the feeling of disappointment overcomes you, can only happen when, and if, you truly know the person. And then it should be an emotion that is dealt with, forgiven and forgetting. If you do not know the person, then you are relying on the rumors, gossip and untruths that is being feed to the mob from the feelings of the hurting person. This is the life force of lynch mobs and witch hunts. This is the result of throwing caring and kindness to the wayside and feeding hate.
    We cannot forget what good has been done or what kindness has been given. Look for good before casting a hurtful stone. A kind word can often stop the viscous actions of malice, because without an audience there is no rumors and hate. Forget the dismay remember the good that has been done and project these actions hard and nothing but good will come from it. - dba

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january fifteen, two thousand nine



What Will Be
You worry about your past
and fear that the knowledge of it
 will change my feelings.
How could I possible weigh your past
and lose what is now, and what will be? - dba-88

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january tenth, two thousand nine



 
I Didn't Know Them, I Don't Know Me
I met my great grandfather.
But I really didn't know him.
I met my Grandfather.
But I really didn't know him.
I met my father.
But I really didn't know him.
I wish I could have known them better.
So many people have met me.
But they really don't know me.
I wish they could know me better.
I have met myself.
But I really didn't know me.
I should get to know me better. - dba

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january eighth, two thousand nine



I want to have a small door that leans into the side of a grass covered hill by an old knurly twisted tree. When people look at it they will think it is a portal to an unknown world. I want to duck my head and step out this door and see a thousand wind chimes moving gently with a breeze. When I duck my head and step back through the portal I want to keep hearing the sounds of a thousand wind chimes playing in my head.

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january fifth, two thousand nine


A Falling Leaf
Have you ever walked through a fall forest watch the golden leaves falling to the ground? Near a small brook I watched a vibrant gold and yellow aspen leaf spiraling and spinning to the ground. It fell slowly almost like a father floating from the sky. I started thinking about you and what you meant to me right now in the present. As it tumbled into a small pool the gentle current grabbed the leaf keeping it spinning and started carrying it down stream. As it hit barriers and obstacles it bounced around turning, rolling but never stopped floating and moving. I see us this way. You're the leaf and I'm running along the bank chasing you, trying to become an obstacle to stop you. I love the brief moment that we collide in love and passion, but I have to let you go until the motion stops so I can embrace you again. From time to time when it floats gently I talk and I long for it to be mine all the time. I want to pull you from the water and dry of the tears of moisture, my tears so we can walk deep into the forest arm-in-arm forever together. dba-88

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january fourth, two thousand nine


Besides turning 50, what a windfall of activities and emotional upheaval the end 2008 was. It also seems that the beginning of 2009 still has a lot of residue left over. I cannot remember a time the so many things have been hanging on the whim of hope. I think that the higher ones will help the decisions that are lying in wait, or at least cast a small amount of light on the emotional problems that are in the air. It is up to us to execute the solution to our problems and make the right one for ourselves, and the ones we love. I pray to my higher one that this will happen for everyone.
    I made a huge step yesterday with achieving my own bliss. I had a conversation with my daughter Erin. I told her that I have fucked up a lot in my life and a big part of the things that I did had an effect on her. For that I apologized and void to spend the rest of my walk on this earth one that I will share with her. She told me once that she had to read a newspaper article about me to find out about her father. I have never forgotten that, and the way it made me feel. It was a time of for her, and for myself. We came away with a stronger love and bond for each other then we have ever had before. We cleared the air and now we will always be open and completely honest with each other. It is a truly blissful feeling to have and cherish.
    I feel we should strive to achieve true bliss in our lives. It is a task that takes the entirety of our lives, but one that should not be avoided. Now I am on the ledge of more changes and more internal bliss, but have no control with the outcome. As euphoric as achieving some bliss in your life is, the wait and anticipation can be the most horrendous and emotional knotted felling grabbing at the base of your spin that there is. Time will prove the outcome and I can only hope it will be a time for dance.

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january three, two thousand nine


Very seldom do I miss a day without making an image. It is a commitment that I have made. Sometimes I don't even leave the house. If you are in the right environment, in your mind, you don't have to.

Travel for the Oddities
Traveling should be done without prejudices and criticism. Travel to learn, to see, and to experience the oddities. But, by no means compare the journey and the destination to home or anyplace else you may have traveled. If you do how can you truly experience the joy and wonderment of travel? - dba

Nail Pinging
I've talked to a few people over the last few days that seem to have a fear of fingernail clipping in public. They mask it as a pet peeve, but I think it is really the fear of being hit by nail flying projectiles. I wonder how the ping of a toenail being clipping in public is rated on their fear factor? - dba

The photo to the right is a woodblock print I did at the age of seventeen. It is the only piece of art that I have left from my youth.

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Dave Vaughan