

Jake Byk is a photographer learning the tools of the trade and exploring the vast field. The photographs are posted on this blog at least weekly, pertaining to everyday life. Welcome.


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We found over thirty glass bottles dating back to 1702. We also found over ten different PAIRS of woman's shoes, all torn up and worn down by the heavy dirt, some small enough to fit a toddler.Posted by Photographer in the DMZ at 8:38 PM 0 comments
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I got paid to take photographs today, man did that feel good to know your doing what you love and getting money to do it.
However I don't know if I'll be able to continue doing this, I'm scared I'll lose the ability to support myself economically.
I'm planning on signing up with the Navy for photography. I'm also meeting with a National Guard Recruiter to see what jobs ware avilable for that. Wish me luck!
Love you people!
..Oh and that flower photo, it's a gift to my friend Michelle for her 16th birthday, I'm getting it matted and everything. She doesn't check my blog though, so I thought it'd be cool to upload it. :]
Peeeaace.
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So today I hung with my friend Mike, who is probably my best friend, and we walked to get food before my friend Jared and Carolyn's play. Mike was telling me how he'd walked that path to the food place a hundred times, and how boring a walk it was. So I found a field with a few lakes and it was beautiful, and he was astonished.
Rule Number 34 = Appreciate the simple things.
And that's one thing I will always value about myself is that I can extract enjoyment from almost any circumstance or location by mere observancy.
But by God do I proclaim that I can have all the talent in the world, but it won't matter if I don't have someone to share my world with.
That, is what I need.
Take care kids.
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You steal my sunshine say my speakers.
Now I'm listening to Cash again. I have a shirt with that part of the Bible on the back, I got it in Philadelphia. Awesome city.
I saw that movie Brooklyn's Finesttoday. The only thing I took from it is a respect for any policemen who has to work undercover, I don't know how I'd keep my sanity working in a city like that.
Lo! There be a pale horse. And the name was that was written on him was Death. And Hell followed with him.
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My computer is os far infected with disease that I'm going to dissect out it's brain and blank it then re-program it to be a good little machine.
We call it wiping your hardrive, but we're really giving it a labotomy.
How disgusting our tendencies are. Today was a pretty good day, and it's looking like a great week.
Metal detectors and a five stage security check-point to enter the DMZ come tomorrow.
How exciting.
Sweet dreams world.
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So, I took the SATs yesterday. It was pretty painful but honestly they weren't that hard. I probably did very badly, but they really weren't that difficult.
I went to something called a Shul - In afterward, which is something that temples do where you basically get together and spend the night at your temple, with like thirty of your jew friends. It's really fun for me at least.
I fell asleep at 6:00 AM. Then the flooding hit.
Nothing, literally no main roadway heading north of the Raritan River in New Jersey was okay to drive across. Everything was flooded. My dad is incredible with directions and navigated a way past the police barricades, through the flooded areas, and to me. Then he guided four cars of people home safely, including having other kids in the car with us. It was actually quite the adventure.
I can assure you that the photographs posted here are from today, and yesterday, so even if I didn't post them yesterday, I still borrowed a photograph yesterday, and isn't that the point of this?
Night guys, stay safe.
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..pretty much it.
Even on my calender.
Someone once told me that it's funny how, half of the schools we go to teach us, and the other half teach us how to take a test.
Stupid SATs.
Nighhht! Wish me luck.
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I DJed today off nothing but CDs because our iTunes collection of over 20,000 songs crashed.
It was pretty amazing hearing all this old music from like, 2002 and 2003 that were such huge hits and now are just 'that old song'. Kinda nice, best radio show I've done in months.
Nice to enjoy the past, so long as you keep an eye open to the future.
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This blog won't allow me to upload pictures anymore. I'll check again tomorrow, but it's telling me that I have to 'purchase' the space to upload photos. I may have room for ten more days, but this has just crushed me so much that I'm pretty sure I'm done.
Sorry for anyone who cared to follow me.
Good things never last.
- The Jackal
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That photo was the first abandoned building I went into to take pictures, Montreal.
I'm devoid of interesting facts or observations today. I sprained my ankle in gym when a Spanish kid rushed the goal and I attempted to block him from scoring.
It's really quite interesting because I can't speak to three fourths of the kids in that class but we somehow find a way to communicate and understand each other. It's cool, it reminds of this time I had in Montreal. Or just outside of it.
The people I was staying with took me to their friend's house, and they spoke not a word of English, however the guy and I still talked. He apparently thought i was interesting so he beckoned me to his workstation, pulled up Google Translate, and we talked for hours.
Amazing how humanity prevails, even when you can't understand the words that come out of eachother's mouths.
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When I first got into music, Eminem was my man. I was obsessed with his popular song Lose Yourself, which everyone has heard of from 8 Mile. I even got a signed album that my friend got me from a live concert in Switzerland.
The most important message I can interpret and gain from this guys' music is that you really don't have too much time here, so never bypass those chances you got -
"you only get one shot".
There are so many things I feel like i'm losing, so many chances that I will never see. But the beautiful thing about photography proves that statement wrong. Time stops for no one, so they'll always be something interesting to borrow a photograph from.
The hard part, is finding that photograph before you can take it. Or in my case, borrow it.
Night NJ!
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To keep myself occupied in my school, I've created a city.
All societies when confined to a specific area day to day work like a huge city - and i've named mine Freedomland.
I went to this old fortification on the town limits, that has ramparts and barracks' from the 1760s. Pretty awesome. Made me remember times when I'd walk the creek with my dad, being held above rushing water by planks thrown down years before by park rangers.
Rule Number 32 = Enjoy the simple things.
Take care guys.
♥
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Well, today was really great.
I'm really tired and just got home from the philadelphia flower show, which had a room half the size of a foot ball field filled with anything from organic flowers to originally constructed urban art.
Photographers' haven a woman said.
I have to do this project for Creative Writing where you legit just stand or sit somewhere for fifteen minutes and listen to people talk and take notes. I did that at the show at this one ice exhibit. I figured out something of human nature -
we're all always trying to figure things out.
And we're never going to stop.
Night!
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