I promise.

Night in the neighborhood.

A pheasant from my family's ranch in South Dakota.

Fifteen minutes waiting for an appointment in Austin yields more interesting photographs (in my not-particularly-reliable opinion) than four whole days in Manhattan.

I'm not very good at this whole photography thing.

From a series of photos from Austin's Lonestar Rod & Kustom Round Up.

From a series of photos of my childhood Hot Wheels collection.