Sista. Sista.

Never in a million years would I have imagined we’d have this kind of relationship I would have with my sister. In 2001 she enlisted in the Air Force and left home. So there I was on my own at 13 my sited hundreds of miles away. But then, we weren’t close. As my sister I missed her. It wasn’t until 9/11 that I mourned her decision to enlist. It scarred me.

Years passed. We talked on the phone, she visited home but all in all we existed without eachother. I experienced everything without dyer watchful eye, without her mindful advice. I fell in love and out. Life happened for me. I graduated high school and started college. It wasn’t until 2006 that she’d come home for a while. And even then our bond was not very strong. After the birth of her daughter she went back home out of state.

So there I was existing again. I went on to get pregnant and have my daughter. We existed hundreds of miles apart doing this thing we would come to realize is so much easier together, rearing little girls. I began writing this watching our girls play. And today we aren’t doing it alone. Today we exist here just 15 minutes apart,though from our phone calls you’d swear we hadn’t seen eachother in ages.

Our bond is not what it was 10 years ago, it’s 100 times stronger. My sister is my best friend and I love her. So glad she’s back home.

So I have been dying to get back to the photography and blogging. This is Karter James. Karter James is an amazing singer and guitarist. Karter is both known for playing sets with the legendary Teddy Pendergrass as well as his remarkable solo career as an independent artist.
When I met Karter for the first time I was intrigued. I admred his soulful sound and then I purchased his album. I was in a trance over the record and found myself singing along the next time we met.

So I have been dying to get back to the photography and blogging. This is Karter James. Karter James is an amazing singer and guitarist. Karter is both known for playing sets with the legendary Teddy Pendergrass as well as his remarkable solo career as an independent artist.

When I met Karter for the first time I was intrigued. I admred his soulful sound and then I purchased his album. I was in a trance over the record and found myself singing along the next time we met.

I have been so into my photography lately. This is a shot from a show I did just last week.

I have been so into my photography lately. This is a shot from a show I did just last week.

@whoisadrianblu at Chef Mac’s this past weekend. Great Show. Check the Kirby Elaine Photography Facebook for more photos

@whoisadrianblu at Chef Mac’s this past weekend. Great Show. Check the Kirby Elaine Photography Facebook for more photos

"But the realization is also owed to the way writing makes me feel. I love words. I love that we all have access to the same words but that there are infinite possibilities for the ways we can combine them, or mold them, or play with them."

— Nick Miller

tenchfroast asked: Just wanted to say that I know you've been following me for a while and I acknowledge you. Your generosity for doing so hasn't gone unappreciated. :)

so sweet. Well I like your blog and your name though Im an idiot for taking so long to see what it says lol.

dontevercallmeasoccermom asked: Haha, I met you, are you from Houston?

Hello,

No I’m from Baltimore Maryland. Where have we met friend? NY?

@bob_reynolds performs at 55Bar in NYC. Tucked away on Christopher Street is a little bar referred to several times as a hole in the wall. But no doubt it’s now no secret, considering it sold out twice that night. This past Friday 1.21.11 Bob Reynolds performed and I must say that I was blown away. I can imagine that this review is appreciated considering a majority of my followers stem from the JM community. Keith Carlock killed it on the drums, and sitting speaker side I took in every sound the sticks made and grew a new appreciation for the artist though I had seen him several times on the JM tour. Tucked in the corner was Janek Gwizdala on the bass, star performance indeed. And on keys was Oli Rockberger, a wild man whose fingers itched to hit the keys. And then there was Bob Reynolds standing front and center, sax in hand. He was dressed cleanly in a button down, blue sweater and straight legged jeans.
They played two amazing sets, the first I only witnessed with my ears considering I was tucked away near the back of the room. It allowed me to take in the music , to appreciate the pure sound of Jazz that I have never heard live. And I did, felt power in every note, admired Bob for his ability to captivate the audience.
For the second set we sat up close and personal. Aside from the sound I was drawn in to the connection of the four men in the corner. The way that they played off of one another was spectacular, not a word I use to often but it was amazing. You could clearly see that they loved the music, that the music was what they lived for. I dug that, mostly because it isn’t something you get from most artist, most artist lose that overtime.
After the show we had the privilege of meeting the band, all of who were amazing. Bob was a delight taking pictures and wishing Angela a happy birthday (forgot to mention that that’s why we were there. Angela turned 21 so a trip from Baltimore to NYC was called for). And Oli Rockberger, he delighted us with every word he spoke. Nicest guy in NYC no doubt…
Until my next trip Peace & Love

@bob_reynolds performs at 55Bar in NYC. Tucked away on Christopher Street is a little bar referred to several times as a hole in the wall. But no doubt it’s now no secret, considering it sold out twice that night. This past Friday 1.21.11 Bob Reynolds performed and I must say that I was blown away. I can imagine that this review is appreciated considering a majority of my followers stem from the JM community. Keith Carlock killed it on the drums, and sitting speaker side I took in every sound the sticks made and grew a new appreciation for the artist though I had seen him several times on the JM tour. Tucked in the corner was Janek Gwizdala on the bass, star performance indeed. And on keys was Oli Rockberger, a wild man whose fingers itched to hit the keys. And then there was Bob Reynolds standing front and center, sax in hand. He was dressed cleanly in a button down, blue sweater and straight legged jeans.

They played two amazing sets, the first I only witnessed with my ears considering I was tucked away near the back of the room. It allowed me to take in the music , to appreciate the pure sound of Jazz that I have never heard live. And I did, felt power in every note, admired Bob for his ability to captivate the audience.

For the second set we sat up close and personal. Aside from the sound I was drawn in to the connection of the four men in the corner. The way that they played off of one another was spectacular, not a word I use to often but it was amazing. You could clearly see that they loved the music, that the music was what they lived for. I dug that, mostly because it isn’t something you get from most artist, most artist lose that overtime.

After the show we had the privilege of meeting the band, all of who were amazing. Bob was a delight taking pictures and wishing Angela a happy birthday (forgot to mention that that’s why we were there. Angela turned 21 so a trip from Baltimore to NYC was called for). And Oli Rockberger, he delighted us with every word he spoke. Nicest guy in NYC no doubt…

Until my next trip Peace & Love

Last night we went to the Michael Franti & Spearhead show in Philly. It was amazing!!!!!

Last night we went to the Michael Franti & Spearhead show in Philly. It was amazing!!!!!