Thursday, August 30, 2012

08.30.12

Southwestern Randolph's Rae Hoski (cq) leaps over his teammate and into the arms of a Providence Grove defender in an attempt to gain a first down.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

8.29.12

Providence Grove's Alex Martinez (left) comes in contact with an Eastern randolph player as they battle for possession of the ball.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

08.28.12

Setting up for an on location shoot with fellow student and good friend PJ Ward-Brown.

Monday, August 27, 2012

08.27.12


Police begin the search for a suspect wanted in the shooting of two Randolph County deputies.

08.26.12


A UNCG soccer player runs in for a steal against UNC Asheville.

08.25.12




A Halloween mask sets the mood for the practice space of a local band.

08.24.12


Juval Mollette of Randleman Highschool recieves is greeted on the sidelines after scoring a touchdown against Central Davidson.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

08.23.12

A coach for Southwestern Randolph kneels at halftime to talk with his players.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

08.22.12

A local customer shares a joyful moment at the register with a cashier at Lowe's foods.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

08.21.12

An Asheboro resident begins the process of donating blood at the blood drive for U.S. armed services held at the National guard armory.

Monday, August 20, 2012

Friday, August 17, 2012

Stay Cool


Friday night lights! Caught on the sidelines of Western Randolph.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Sushi!


I had an itch to get back on my mountain bike today, so I decided to take a trip up to the county park trails in Greensboro. After building up an appetite I stopped at the fresh market and was immediately sold on Sushi after stumbling upon this tranquil chef. I say tranquil because he never once raised his head or changed his tone even after several minutes of conversation. He ultimately recommended the tuna sashimi and I went on my way.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Laundry day

My girlfriend and I took a trip to the laundromat today and tackled some laundry. Turns out that hours of watching a yellow shirt spin endlessly in a deafening steel drum can produce slightly creepy self portraits.