I think this Saturday remains one of the craziest, most influential days of photography I've ever experienced. Had to do a 24-hour project for my Intro to Photography course with Melinda Hurst Frye, so I woke up early at Uncle Ronnie's in Mukilteo to do self-portraits of us crashed on the couches, including this serendipitous shot of Buddy, his Rhodesian Ridgeback. We went out for brunch, I headed back to the hill, heard noise outside and ran out into the rain and unwisely got into the middle of an anarchists' black bloc where I witnessed but missed capturing a guy smash in a squad car's driver's side window with a hammer a few feet in front of me. It was pretty intense. Protesters were threatening and police aimed pepper spray straight at me - was definitely shaken up. Then went to shoot a radio station's anniversary party at Neighbours - it was a thrill and was also my first paid gig independent of the SGN. Then I jumped over to R Place to shoot the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence's Cupid's Heat Valentine's Day Fundraiser. There I made one of my first go-go boy photos; I've made hundreds since and still haven't been able to top it as far as its simplicity and impact. I prefer it in black-and-white but am editing everything in color for this blog. Below it I've included the next frame, which just goes to show how much difference and luck a split second makes. I also met Lydia Tymon that night - we'd go on to date for the next year. We're no longer in touch, but I still get nostalgic. I loved what we had when we had it and she played a huge role in who I am today. Lydia's not pictured below, but she'll for sure be showing up. Anyway, started the day unsure of how interesting 24 hours of photos would be, and ended it at 5 AM feeling better about the direction of things than I had in a long, long time.