Shootin’ for a spark.
When I can’t sleep, I just remember that we’re floating through space. Its reassuring.
Ladies and Gentlemen by Spiritualized.
Pepé the Wise.
Profound words from a dear friend. Photo taken at Griffith Park in Los Angeles on a hike.
He sounded terrible, but sure is one hell of a thing to have inscribed on your tombstone.
Parisa’s profound ramblings, as I recall them.
You’re on your way.
Taken at Los Angeles Historic State Park durring Fuck Yeah Fest. I was disappointed to see so few watching someone so talented.
American Hearts by A.A. Bondy
Sometimes, we drink.
*Enough.
I’m a fan of nostalgia.
Michelle the Invincible.
My friend Vanessa mailed me a doodle, which now has a peaceful home on my refrigerator door. Of course, I was infinitely late in returning the favor.
This photo was taken at Joshua Tree, California. We climbed high for it.
Far, Far Away by Wilco.
Pretending I know C4D.
Pretending I can paint.
The EXACT reason why I eat nothing from the sea.
Someone is regularly salting snails on the sidewalk, near my front door. Got my bottom dollar on the elementary school kids who learn directly across from my home.
I’m convinced New York City is a living thing.
THIS. MEANS. WAR.
Naked and Red by Colour Revolt.
Fine now, for the record.
Line from one of my favorite films.