More of your questions answered…feel free to keep asking, this is fun. :)

fuckyeahkayla asked:  what were your highschool years like?

What an awesome question!  To be honest, my high school years were pretty awesome.  I am kind of lucky in that I was blessed for some reason or another with two very different and very conflicting things:  An abnormally strong case of A.D.D. and an (I’m told) abnormally high IQ.  That made me a pretty dangerous combination to teachers and needless to say, Senior Year I was the ONLY student that received a single vote for the “Class Clown” position.  A Monopoly of the Clown.  I remember, substitute teachers used to come into class and read the notes and immediately say “Which one is Tyler Knott?”  and then proceed to move my desk to the front of the class so I couldn’t cause trouble.  That said, I took all Honors and Advanced Placement classes, without notebooks hehe, and ended up graduating with a 3.98 GPA (our school used the 4.0 scale).  High school was funny, and I loved it.  Sad to think it was so many years ago.

openedeyes asked: I love your photographs and visit your page often to catch the new ones posted? Do you remember the first thing you ever shot with a camera? AND Im a photo bug myself, do you take your camera everywhere you go like I do?  AND  This is more of a comment and observation more then anything, you seem very grounded with a large heart, someone did a very nice job raising you.

Oh man, my Mom and Dad are never going to let me hear the end of this one.  I feel a long “I told you so” coming from them in the near future.  At any rate, thank you for the compliments!  The first thing I ever shot…hmmmm, Honestly, the first thing I remember shooting while really TRYING to take pictures, and not just point and shoot, were probably my grandmother’s hands.  Or my dog at the time Clancy, the best golden retriever ever and that dog my two dogs are trying to fill the shoes (they do, don’t worry).  I try to take my camera with me every time I leave, it’s just so big and so much equipment that sometimes I forget.  I need to be better about it, it’s just a pain lugging around 10lbs of equipment sometimes.

tadaa asked:  Heyyy, Like everyone else, I love all the things you post, your haiku’s are fantastic as well as your photography and your general outlook on life. The one thing I notice and really admire is how humble you remain. With all the people on tumblr and I’m sure elsewhere singing your (well deserved) praises, you still seem to really have your feet on the ground while still keeping your head happily ensconced in the clouds (as it should be). I really feel like that is a dying thing in a world full of people who are off doing things for the wrong reasons. And last but not least, I fricken love your hat. :D

Wow.  Again I don’t ever really know how to respond to amazing and awesome complimentfests like this.  Thank you, thank you and thank you.  As for remaining humble, I heard once a quote that stuck with me, and it’s kind of the way I try to live, and wish more people tried to do as well:  “Humility is not thinking less of yourself but thinking of yourself less.” -C.S. Lewis -

angryasianwords asked:  because of you i’ve taken up writing again. what is your favorite book and why?

Wow, I love this.  I can’t believe I inspired you to take up writing again, but I’m fairly sure the one thing the world needs a hell of a lot more of, is art.  Keep doing it, please and if you feel like stopping again, email me.  Deal?  Jeez, favorite book?  Just like I couldn’t pick a favorite poet or poem, I don’t know if I can pick a favorite book.  Some that have impacted me greatly, however:  “The Art of Happiness” by the Dalai Lama.  “The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying.”  “The Dharma Bums” and “On The Road” by Kerouac.  “The End of the Alphabet” by C.S. Richardson.  “The Prophet” by Kahil Gibran.  “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho.  “Lord of the Rings” by Tolkien.  “Everything is Illuminated” and “Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close” by Jonathan Safran Foer.  Man, there are too many, I could do this all day, seriously.

More to Come…

keyde asked: how did you get over your first love?
i feel like i'm falling to pieces....

Wow.  I’m not entirely sure the point IS to get over it.  The point is to absorb it, and all love.  I think the things that test us, the pain we endure and the heartache we struggle through shape who we will be, and while it can hurt, the person you will be will find the person you should be with.  Let yourself fall to pieces, because when someone starts putting them back together again, you’ll know where home is.