Driving. Jamming out to @yoemase. Reflecting on an incredible adventure coming to a close. So grateful for my journey as a human being. If only one meniscal detail had changed then I would be a completely different person. And what a shame that would be. I mean I wore my space camp jumpsuit at a wedding on the Day of the Dead this last Wednesday in Natchez, Mississippi. Yes, what a damn shame that would be indeed. 🚀🌌📸💪🏻👟👟🔴⬜️ #iamhuman #grateful #existingiseverything #redmarble #glassbox 📸HD Photobooth Co.
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I can't believe Im doing this. But I have to if for no other reason but because Im terrified to. Its part of my journey of discovering who the new me is. Not because Im vain. Not because I want compliments, but lets be honest, we all want to be encouraged by those who we care about. Im doing this because it scares me to death. There was a time when I avoided the mirror at all costs. Years went by without ever seeing myself naked in my own reflection. But not today. I did this.... I fucking did this. This morning I stepped on a scale and since my red marble fell in that little glass box I've lost 221lbs and sometimes I try to act like it was no big deal. But it was. It was the hardest thing I will have ever done in my life. It took years and miles. Countless miles. I don't want to be someone who is arrogant or prideful. But this was tough as hell. I am a work in progress but you better believe I did this. My nipples sit about an inch lower than they should and it embarrasses me sometimes. Gravity is amazing except in this one instance. But not tonight. I don't want to discount anyone out there who had surgery. That in itself takes an unimaginable amount of courage and discipline. But the things I learned about myself in those old grey tennis shoes falling apart at the seams is something that has empowered me beyond measure. I'm not afraid of this any more. I am strong. I am confident. I am wise beyond my years because of my journey. And now I know that if I can do this I can do anything. If you're reading this tonight and you have a vodka and diet sprite in your hand, and if the new Harry Styles album is jamming out on full blast like it is for me, then tonight is the night that maybe, just maybe your marble can drop too. And tomorrow is the first day of the rest of your existence to become everything you hoped you could become. 💪🏻👟👟🚀🔴⬜️
I'm different. I've always been different in my own way. But now more than ever I have truly become an anomaly more than ever. I see this now. And you better believe I own it. Sometimes I look around in this monster, this beast, called the "wedding industry" and I shake my head like Neo in the Matrix. Well, I have a pill to offer you in the form of a red marble. But more on that in Marfa. Two years ago my life changed forever. Some of you know bits and pieces of th...is story and some of you are reading this at this very moment thinking "what the fuck is he talking about?" Well I would love the opportunity to explain everything to you in Marfa, Texas on September 6-9. I believe in my message so strongly that from this moment on every Storyteller's Gathering will be next to free. The cost will be $19.77, thats not a typo, but the year of my existence. Stoned and in the middle of the desert I imagined a gathering of storytellers where everyone pays their own way, everyone does dishes, everyone brings a bottle to the welcome reception, everyone gives, and in return everyone gets. Everyone pulls their weight and no one expects a resort style retreat with catered meals and over the top styled shoots followed by paragraphs of hashtags. I am the first to admit that I speak of myself. But that was the old me. People change and few admit that they were wrong. I was wrong. I am not Jose Villa or Elizabeth Messina. I am Clayton Austin and I am the most successful wedding photographer in the world. Not because I do better work,or shoot more weddings, or charge more, but because in my guts I feel I am. I define success differently. I am finally free of chasing magazine covers and top lists. I acknowledge in advance that in a time when workshops themselves have become money machines I will get crap for this. But I don't care. Not even close. Come if you want, but if you come, you give and in return you get. After all, we are all in this together. Im looking for 30 attendees to register and we all split the cost evenly. Especially myself included. I commit to complete financial transparency where every single attendee knows where their $19.77 went and anything that is left over is split evenly and left on your beds upon check in. I'm an atheist, but I will commit to practicing what I preach. I will give you my all. I will do it because I believe in it. With all my heart I believe in it. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org to be added to a registry list.
After going through years of archives I found only two instances where I posed with a couple for a photo at a wedding. These are those two. One was taken on Earth and was was taken on Mars. If you know me, this makes complete sense. If not, I hope to tell you that Story one day.