They gave me their good book saying it contained the words of god. I read it and felt absolutely nothing. So I went out into a forest that shined with the colors of lime. And beneath a liquid crystal cathedral like canopy, I felt a euphoric feeling — that words could not define.
As soon as I saw how still the rivers were in #Pittsburgh this morning, I knew that I had to shoot a black and gold of the bridges. Figured I'd start with a view of the Andy Warhol Bridge, with the water so smooth it looks like a mirror.