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My photo journal is a way for me to express the candid and
honest moments I capture in my life. Some showcase the
explicit love affair I have with photography. Others, just of
my daily encounters. All are 100 percent real and I wouldn't
trade them for the world. If you blog any of my imagery, be
awesome and please give me photo credit. Enjoy!
-Mr.Steezy









Yesterday started off amazing. I woke up super early and in a great mood. I stretched, hopped on my exercise bike and started my workout. About 15 minutes in my mom called me
and informed me that my sister was in a really bad accident. Just like that my mood and day changed. I threw some clothes in a bag and rushed over to Simi Valley to meet up with
my family and to see my sister. There's two people in this world that mean the absolute most to me, my mother and my sister, Anita. To see her in the hospital totally scared the shit out
of me and I found myself doing something that I wasn't sure I was even capable of doing anymore, crying. She was severely banged up and bruised but luckily okay to go home. Her
car on the other hand, totalled. I spent a few hours after leaving the hospital at her house. My family and I cooked for her, cleaned up and made sure she was okay. Still sad over the
thought that my sister was hurt, I decided to come home and take out my frustrations on my apartment (and 18pack). I spent the whole night painting, drinking beer and analyzing my
life. Its ironic how it takes something dramatic to happen in order to acknowledge the people you appreciate and love. They mean so much yet it is so easy to forget to remind them.
From now on I'm going to put 'text or call family' on my to do list. By the end of the night I felt better; my sister text me that she loves me and Casa De Steezy went from an ugly old tan
to a bright and fresh white. Hopefully next week I can hire someone to come and paint black and white stripes on the ceiling. I will post photos of that project as well.
Leica D Lux 4
July 1.2012 - 11:23pm
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