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coopphoto

coopphoto

Tuba City, United States

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I was born and raised in the mountains of Western North Carolina and will always call the Black mountain range home. Growing up in a small “Hillbilly” town has instilled in me, a great appreciation for the simple pleasures that life has to offer, and a greater appreciation for the slow pace of stopping not only to smell the flowers but to sit beside them and soak up their energy. As great as it has been growing up in backwoods of North Carolina, I knew from a young age that I was born to roam. I enjoy traveling and siteseeing new sites especially when it comes to taking photos of landscapes and all the beauty that surrounds us. I believe that we are only here once therefore my philosophy is to see as much as possible, whether it’s a few hundred yards further into the woods of your own back yard, or across the ocean. I currently reside on the Navajo Nation and am married to a wonderful Navajo woman. I am a full-time stay at home father with our son who is almost 20 months old. I have been taking pictures since I was about 10 years old. Besides my wife and my son, my biggest passion is Photography. My goal is to become a professional photographer and continue with painting abstract designs and sceneries on canvas which I’ve initiated in the past six months. I hope you will enjoy my photos and thank you very much for your time. May you be blessed with peace, happiness and prosperity.
  • Joined: November 2007

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Ramble #2 keep on spending

going to the store, spend spend spend, walk out with a smile meet a new friend / unleash the plastic so fantastic, spend spend spend, fill up your house, buy a new couch and a table for the end / spend spend spend on what you want, get buy without what you need throw some green to fuel corparate greed / spend spend spend with plastic they lend, they treat you like a friend / fuck you like a whore…
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Ramble #1

My first attemt to type down words,my thoughts are random like flying birds. / I am dislexic, I can’t not spell, so word police you can go to hell / It’s late I’m lost for words to type, 2 finger pecking I’ll be hear all night / Have you ever stopped to think a thought, forgot to answer the question ask, drank Kentucky bourbon from a metal leather wraped flask, smoked a j…
Posted almost 7 years – 1 comments