24. brooklyn vs the open road vs a childhood home. an amalgamation of words, pictures, thoughts, ideas, music, stories and insomnia that may or may not be my own. i am a freelance photojournalist (and production assistant) and mostly shoot things of the musical persuasion. a home? i'd like to be somewhere different every day of the week. the lines between nerd & cool are forever being blurred in my life. it's a weird place to be in. hard work doesn't scare me, hate does. keep that PMA forever and always.
Animal hats have one purpose and one purpose alone in this world, and that is to be worn in jest on a wacky trip with your weird friends - preferably in the context of snow.
Perhaps in a sign that it’s time to retire this piece of ubiquitous hipster millinery, I was asked to remove my Spirit Hood at one point this weekend at Summit Basecamp because there was a trained falcon nearby who was accustomed to attacking anything that looked like a furry creature.
It’s my dream to own one of these. Specifically the black wolf navajo pattern. Alas, my bank account balance.
Anybody interested in exchanging postcards/letters?
Would anybody want to participate in my 2012 resolution, to send and receive more snail mail? I’ll send you postcards, letters, artwork, collages, CD mixes, whatever I can scrounge together.