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Chicago Photographer & Poet

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It's my 15 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

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(Untitled) Derecho | Jordan Alan Brown

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November Was An Oil Field | Jordan Alan Brown

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Tell Me Something Good | Jordan Alan Brown

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lately, the world has reminded me of all the emptiness that exist.

in physical spaces, dominated and overdeveloped by man, just to be left abandoned. in people, behind their busy gazes and lonely meandering—living for duty and nothing more. in the values of capitalism—the excess that we thrive for, that is just survival, that is wanting a place to sleep, and food to eat, and a purpose to feel.

somedays i find myself grappling with this concept, staring straight into it, like a mirror, reflecting the numbness of trauma and pain onto my brown skin and wirey beard.

somedays, i am the light—a beacon of connection and hope. community pumping through my veins. presence shot from my eyes, cascading though my body and spirit.

here are some photos about the former.

📸: fujifilm x-t4

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some winter shots over the past few years

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some winter shots over the past few years

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lately, the world has reminded me of all the emptiness that exist.

in physical spaces, dominated and overdeveloped by man, just to be left abandoned. in people, behind their busy gazes and lonely meandering—living for duty and nothing more. in the values of capitalism—the excess that we thrive for, that is just survival, that is wanting a place to sleep, and food to eat, and a purpose to feel.

somedays i find myself grappling with this concept, staring straight into it, like a mirror, reflecting the numbness of trauma and pain onto my brown skin and wirey beard.

somedays, i am the light—a beacon of connection and hope. community pumping through my veins. presence shot from my eyes, cascading though my body and spirit.

here are some photos about the former.

📸: fujifilm x-t4

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lately, the world has reminded me of all the emptiness that exist.

in physical spaces, dominated and overdeveloped by man, just to be left abandoned. in people, behind their busy gazes and lonely meandering—living for duty and nothing more. in the values of capitalism—the excess that we thrive for, that is just survival, that is wanting a place to sleep, and food to eat, and a purpose to feel.

somedays i find myself grappling with this concept, staring straight into it, like a mirror, reflecting the numbness of trauma and pain onto my brown skin and wirey beard.

somedays, i am the light—a beacon of connection and hope. community pumping through my veins. presence shot from my eyes, cascading though my body and spirit.

here are some photos about the former.

📸: fujifilm x-t4

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lately, the world has reminded me of all the emptiness that exist.

here are some photos about the former.

📸: fujifilm x-t4

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While You Were Away | 11/19/2015

Jordan Alan Brown

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Kinder Words From Beneath My Yellow Knit Cap | 12/3/2015 Jordan Alan Brown

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Untitled (Derecho) | Jordan Alan Brown

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i’ve been dreaming of the house i grew up in. my chest tightens when i sense those crumbling ceilings and feel the dry air from the radiator and the ever zealous eyes of guilt. i don’t who i would be without any of that. i don’t know where i’d belong.

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Hausu (1977) dir. Nobuhiko Obayashi

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bird watcher

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Wasting