Editor’s Note: While I am flattered that my work is used on other sites, it would also be more flattering if correct and due photo credit was given. So, please–and this is for everyone–give proper credit when using copyrighted material. Artists spend a lot of time and money (equipment, training, transportation, etc.) to create and bring you new works of art. After all, we have to eat and keep a roof over our heads too! Without further ado…

Below is an interesting flash fiction piece by Christopher Jesse Juarez which uses my photograph entitled, Postal sQuared. Kudos to Christopher! I wish I had known of this piece sooner as I could have championed for it with the editors of the artistic online journal, Two Hawks Quarterly.

Moral of the story: Pay tribute to those who create works of art, you never know where it may lead to.

Happy trails…


History of the Photo:

The photo of the two mailboxes was taken sometime in 2008 in downtown Honolulu not far from my home at the time. I used the subject to experiment with cross-processing techniques and stylistic vignetting. It is one of my favorites that has stood the test of time.

The photo is also my first published piece which made its debut in the online photo magazine, FILE under the company guise of, analog.roots. The company has since morphed into its current form now known as Soda Pop Jerks after I moved to Los Angeles, sparking a new chapter in the company’s history.

In 2010, FILE has since been retired and had a great six year run.

Special thanks goes out to FILE founders and creators. Andy and Rick Alfaro for giving me the push to continue forward with photography.

Soda Pop Jerks: http://www.sodapopjerks.com/p931122202/h3c448f7f
FILE: http://www.filemagazine.com/thecollection/archives/2008/06/postal_squared.html

The Sound Between

Tom never quite knew how to write a proper postcard. He found the space available for writing to not be enough for what he needed to say. He had traveled to a city in a different coast from where he called home and felt the need to let his wife know he was alright and having a blast. The picture on the card featured a surfer with an orange board riding a wave with seagulls soaring overhead – Kate didn’t know how to surf, but she had taken lessons with unsuccessful results; she would truly find this amusing. His address was neatly written as to not confuse those responsible for getting it to its proper destination – never had he ever made himself so legible. Two mailboxes stood side-to-side facing Tom waiting for his choice. Tom chose the mailbox to his right. The contents in both boxes would get picked…

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