Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Antava is a cascadian black metal band from the bay area, my homie Tyler Parkerson is the bassest and slayer of the band and used one of my photos for their first album Sliva:Return. Recently I had a strange encounter with Antava. Putrid, stinky, and frazzled I stepped into a shanty aged janitor closet between the photo room and the music hall I found a shower. A lewd disinfectant bath with a detachable spigot that produced a thin stream of warm water. I stepped into the vulgar box and the moment I turned the crusted faucet on, the depths of hell rang in the room next door. I had turned on satans orchestra with the twist of the wrist. Naked, slimey, baffled and confused. Why am I naked in a janitors closet at school as a harmony of pounding donkheads ring next door?
Monday, November 15, 2010
The watchful eye that gawks upon your smoking lips in this West Marin cranny is no normal sanctuary. This refuge is a hidden spot at the foot of Mt. Tamalpais on the west side, surrounded by balanced stones and an indelible rock bench. The eye that glares at your presence is part of the alchemy that makes this place so magical as do the hard work of Danny, Lukas, and Leland who keep this spot so pure. The thrashed effect that appears on this shot is from my reel jamming as I was developing the negatives, yet it wasn't the end of the world for I was awarded with this unique effect. Enjoy!!
Last month a couple homies and I participated in the Halloween Critical Mass. I happened to stumble upon this edit of the event with an everlasting ending clip of my Ewok-neighbor-best-friend-sister-like-figure-Mayana Bonaparte calling to the Ewok gods of Endor.
Monday, November 8, 2010
Im not sure many people know this about me but, I like to balance things. Yep I may be that guy who left the mysterious rock stack on the beach or the tower of school supplies in your classroom. But it's not just the mysteriousness that attracts me to balance things. I am fascinated with the fact that everything I mean EVERYTHING on Earth has a center of gravity which means you can balance anything and everything. And the moment your stack falls everything disappears the magic is gone your art is gone back atop the earth as a pile of wood and stones. It was never there.
Monday, November 1, 2010
This song is probably one of my favorite Hip-Hop songs of all time. Good times and good memorys are brought to my mind with this song. Late night Berkley street sessions and blunts after shredding under the afternoon light. All the real homies you know were chillin to infinity.