michael amadeo

"Chains": Act IV of Over Yonder: a photographic editorial series documenting the forgotten towns & landscapes of Texas. The following passage was written by @abigailgrac.e for Over Yonder's print in @lewkmagazinetx for "Chains" "Still, something keeps pulling me forward, some quiet place where the world hasn't learned my name." concept & photo: @saangoy @amudeoo associate direct & lighting: @collin.eason model: @elleryy.h writing: @abigailgrac.e styling: @carloswwai @l3osanchez @elisecovr #editorial #fashionphotography #austinphotography #clipse urbex

"Shadows; Untitled": Act III of Over Yonder: a photographic editorial series documenting the forgotten towns & landscapes of Texas. The following passage was written by @abigailgrac.e for Over Yonder's print in @lewkmagazinetx for "Shadows; Untitled" "Maybe that's why I keep searching for someone or something, even a ruin that remembers what it once loved. Companionship feels less like a hope and more like a cosmic obligation. Matter reaching for matter, dust aching for dust." concept & photo: @saangoy @amudeoo model: @elleryy.h writing: @abigailgrac.e styling: @carloswwai @l3osanchez @elisecovr #editorial #fashionphotography #blackandwhitephotography #aphextwin #avantgarde

"Field, Tree, and Desk" Part I of Over Yonder: a photographic editorial series documenting the forgotten towns & landscapes of Texas. The following passage was written by @abigailgrac.e for Over Yonder's print in @lewkmagazinetx for "Field, Tree, and Desk" "Revive the life sprouting from my tendons and the care sewn into my character, for I have pulled at the hems and ripped it out as much as I could bear, but it’s still there, woven into me like the power lines that vanish into the desert’s horizon. Thundering through bleakness, I stumble across a field with dancing stalks of tallgrass. The land is silent, but not unstill. The air trembles with heat and I feel an urge to dissolve here. Into sand, into wind, into the brittle grass, my last sense of self stuffed in my red leather bag. I find nothing but the wind at my back, hesitating as if I am the last being in its presence left to touch. I follow its silence until I stumble upon a widowed tree. Its branches strain under the weight of rusted bicycles, skeletons of motion, tangled in vines and memory. I climb the trunk, slow and deliberate, as if my balance might resurrect what's long since gone. I wonder if this is what becoming obsolete feels like. To be held up by something weaker than you, yet still refuse to fall. Further along my path, the ground sighs into a steep drop. Perched dangerously close to the edge sits an old teacher's desk. Layers of graffiti bleed across its metal, full of names and confessions. Out here, where the world falls silent beyond the cliff, perfection has no audience. While my body feels so close to civilization, out here it feels like I am standing with nothing but the ghost of it." concept & photo: @saangoy @amudeoo model: @elleryy.h writing: @abigailgrac.e styling: @carloswwai @l3osanchez @elisecovr

graduated from the deep end photo: @amudeoo creative production: @miasa.uce

a grad shoot that defines you, thanks for filling in your definition. here are the b&w's from this shoot. | photos & creative by @amudeoo . . . . . #grad #txstgrad #gradphotos #bwphoto #graduationphotoshoot

"for her"— The Third week of April, Alpine TX.

Free For All, Illustrations Taken at an abandoned factory, a former place of labor. Shot by @amudeoo with assistance from @elleryy.h Full Album on Streaming Services ⋆˚࿔⋆˚꩜｡

[ISSUE 9] Shade 🪭 Don’t forget! Issue 10 applications are OPEN until midnight on January 18th! We’re looking out for all creatives, designers, models, and artists so APPLY!! Click the link in bio for more details. Any questions? Our DM’s are always open! SHADE: Concept Director: @ashleehawkin.s Photography: @saangoy @amudeoo Writer: @ashleehawkin.s Styling: @ashleehawkin.s Design: @ashleehawkin.s Creative Production: @saangoy @haydendaysmith @delilah.tello @h.eathert Graphic Design: @miss.hannah.schiller Makeup: @m9rtinn Models: @ashleehawkin.s @34thstate Visuals & Branding | Post curated by @kam.khaos & @emma.bindseil

"Stardust" Act V & The Finale of Over Yonder. a photographic editorial series documenting the forgotten towns & landscapes of Texas. The following passage was written by @abigailgrac.e for Over Yonder's print in @lewkmagazinetx for "Stardust" "Every day is fueled by my dreams and thoughts of tomorrow, just to be weighed heavily by the present and its lonely sorrows. At dawn, I find the sand dunes. The sun rises slowly, spilling late light over an ocean of shifting gold. The dunes breathe under the wind, alive yet empty. I stand alone in black from head to toe, a dark figure against a waking world, fabric wrapped close and silent as prayer. The wind erases everything. Paths, mistakes, the memory of who I was before arriving. Maybe obscurity doesn't mean disappearing. Maybe it means being free. Free from definition, free from witness, from anything that dares to confine what is still becoming. In the hush of sunrise, I feel it at last. Not belonging, but becoming- endlessly, quietly, unseen." concept & photo: @saangoy @amudeoo associate photo & film: @collin.eason cover 4x5 film by @collin.eason model: @elleryy.h writing & typography: @abigailgrac.e styling: @carloswwai @l3osanchez @elisecovr #monahans #cinematicphotography #sanddunes #shortstory #cowboybebop

"Dusk in Chianti" Part II of Over Yonder: a photographic editorial series documenting the forgotten towns & landscapes of Texas. The following is a passage written by @abigailgrac.e for "Dusk in Chianti", an Over Yonder print in @lewkmagazinetx . "Before me, the land stretches out in a silent sprawl, cliffs cracked like broken teeth and mountains bruising the sky in violent shadow. It has been a long, spiraling descent, and I can't help but wonder if I have reached the end of the world or just the farthest edge of myself. Out here, nothing moves except what refuses to die. When night falls and the world turns hollow, I pick my way across a house long abandoned, its wooden spine cracked and sinking into the dirt. A rusted turquoise car leans nearby, barely holding itself together, its paint chipped to the bone. I stand among ruins that used to be a life, a family, a place. Now it's just debris and silence, and I move through it like a passing shadow. They say we are all stardust, atoms of ancient fire drifting through borrowed forms. But out here, that thought haunts me more than it comforts, for everything crumbled around me, everything that has learned to live without being seen, is made up of the same universe as me." concept & photo: @amudeoo @saangoy model: @elleryy.h writing: @abigailgrac.e styling: @carloswwai @I3osanchez @elisecovr

Over Yonder: an editorial concept coming to print December 6th for @lewkmagazinetx Creative Direction, Photography: @amudeoo / @saangoy Model: @elleryy.h Writing & BTS Video: @abigailgrac.e Styling & BTS Video: @l3osanchez Styling: @carloswwai Styling: @elisecovr Special thanks to @collin.eason for BTS Photos @marfainvitational & @blessyoutacobell for special access to the Sleeping Figure @lewkmagazinetx for publishing into print

"moonlight dusk on field" photography, layout @amudeoo model @melanieyvee light assistance @salsaaxmed