Alley Cats

Some long awaited photos I’ve been wanting to share, back when it was one of those awesome afternoons where the stars align and you and your friends all have the day off for some reason and you decide to be hometown tourists for the afternoon … and also so Luke could find some good stretches to skate in… Black Cat Alley it is!

Next stop, Shakers; mainly cause we wanted to be those people who order an extra dirty martini at 4:30 in the afternoon, but also because I’m always down to go to a historically haunted bar. Sadly a ghost tour had either just departed or it was out of our price range for the day, I can’t remember, but it was fun to just have a drink and hang out for the day, plus bonus time to plot our next adventure.

The Cove & The Farm

Sometime last May or June I was introduced to two northern Wisconsin locations that I am now fondly referring to as “The Cove & The Farm.” I did not necessarily know what to expect slash what I was in for that day but my expectations were definitely exceeded. Two words. Baby. Goats.


We stopped to refuel, on multiple levels, at this gas station turned grocery store that Ron Swanson would soundly approve of, of course called FOODLAND. There was this pretty sweet set-up outside where they were grilling up burgers and pulled-pork sandwiches for people on their lunch breaks so we thought, why not, and grabbed a picnic table in the shade before we headed up to the next stop on our voyage: The Cove.


Off the coast of Lake Michigan, The Cove was beyond gorgeous but don’t be fooled by the amount of people you see in their suits. That water was actually FREEZING. Like, make-you-lose-your-breath-for-a-second-and-forget-how-to-swim freezing. We got as far as dipping our feet and walking along some rocks by the water, but when we ventured out to a large boulder to get some sun, Cheyenne decided to take a dip. She says she doesn’t regret it but the look on her face when she surfaced above the water was enough to make me not jump in after her… I maybe regret it…


So close to Green Bay, we made another pit stop on the way back to Milwaukee and had a beer at Titletown Brewery. Or I guess I had more of a beer cocktail with tequila and lime (not too bad if I recall); plus a rooftop bar with a view is a pretty nice way to end an adventure.

Till the next series I pull from the vaults. Stayed tuned.


We Got It From Here... Thank You 4 Your Service

I know, I know. You don't have to tell me. It's been 9 months since my last post and I'm the worst. In my defense (which is weak at best considering this is 2018 and social media waits for no one), I have been working overtime at new design gig on top of keepin' it real at the cafe as your local barista, so your girl has been b-e-a-t. The first (and to this day last) vacation I had was getting the chance to visit my dad down in Oklahoma City for Thanksgiving. Obviously, having 5 days of no work and all play was almost too much for my over-worked brain to handle but I did manage to pick up my camera when an annual trip to the Plaza was mentioned... and as per usual, my expectations were met and exceeded...

I love my family. They keep me weird.

As you can imagine, it was hard to leave this environment of love, art, and precious long-distance family time, but reality (and work) were calling and I headed back to the land of beer and cream colored bricks. Assuming you caught my last post on the Plaza Walls, I'll skip my love letter to Oklahoma and the stigma several neighbors are working hard to overcome, and if you missed it, you should check it out. I love you OKC. Stay beautiful.

To Ride or Die in Milwaukee.

When I was little, all I wanted to do was be a skater kid with the big boys. Of course, I only had a little sister so access to a board was pretty limited and I was blowing most of my allowances on Pokémon cards. Nevertheless I continued to wear primarily skater skirts throughout middle school and longed for a lifestyle that would never be mine... minus the bloody knees, I still got plenty of those. Flash-forward to present day, you're down a couple of beers after work and your friend asks you if you wanna go skateboarding in his garage? Uh duh. And obviously you bring your camera.

Riverwest Follies

Got a new update to the website thanks to the 2017 Riverwest Follies. I was asked by one of the co-producers, and dear friend, Shelly Schauer, if I could lend my photographic talents to this year's event and I was only too happy to oblige.

I had never attended the Follies previously so I didn't really know what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised to see neighbors of all ages filing in to enjoy the performances at the Polish Falcon that night. The acts were just as diverse as the crowd, from songwriters to comics to belly dancers. It was a great turnout with a record number of acts, and a write-up in the neighborhood paper, the Riverwest Currents, so I think it's safe to say the 2017 Follies pretty much nailed it. And I've got the pictures to prove it.

I've updated the LIFE section off my homepage with an appropriately titled "Riverwest Follies" section that you should check out the second you're done reading this but for now, here's a little teaser of what you may find...