unfurl the curls

from that one time...

i went to la fashion week.

10-15-09

the bob

the new owner of the red vintage luggage bag i sold to wasteland.

pleats

tyler of the now defunct vanguard.

from that one time...

i drove to utah after going out in hollywood, stayed in salt lake city for a few days, and then drove back to hollywood to go out again.

11-30-06, 11-30-06 and 12-02-06

multiples

i've always been a fan of multiples.

patterns, shapes & geometry...

tokyo crosswalk, 01-16-07

patterns, shapes & geometry...

airport fountain, 07-23-07

inspiration

richard avedon @ sfmoma

cooler than cool, ice cold

what you don't know is that he was pushing a stroller when i shot this. a brilliant blending of colors and materials. classic keepin' it classy.

halloween in january

cory making good use of his paramedic training for halloween

there i was on 16th and van ness taking a sip from an iv bag in my fuchsia poncho and running shorts thinking i was about to have grey goose flowing in my veins in a short while... cory lied. it was cheap vodka. and i almost vomited.

escalera mecanica

this

used to be this


(from Evan Doll on Flickr)

Taggers vs. Muralists in Clarion Alley

let me see you one, two step

i love it when you one, two step
everybody one, two step

i'm on a boat

city folks

for me, it's not about the clothing. it's about the expressions behind the clothing which carry a whole other meaning and value.

the unique sense of satisfaction that stems from piecing and assembling together a display designed and tailored for you and your likings seems to grow and nurture a sense of confidence that becomes the forefront and foundation for what you are wearing. what i'm saying is that confidence emanates from effort, so throw a little effort in the pot and watch your shit grow.

often, it is not what you are wearing, but how you are wearing it.

each of these subjects easily reminds us of that.



various locations, sf
2009








happy new year.

life

how we choose to celebrate life defines us. it gives us character. it gives us individuality. our passions separate and bring us together. it is why we take our breaths. find a reason to breathe.

strange mother of mine

egg yolk on her face. keep the age away, by any means necessary.

1 month of cycling

seen through my iphone.

ignance

man gets 120 days for shooting cyclist in the head
link

taxi driver severs cyclists' leg in violent hit-and-run
link

road raging fox news writer arrested for dragging a cyclist through central park
link

and here's one a lot of people including myself followed the trial to:

former emergency room doctors slams on brakes to "teach them a lesson"
link

window view

(i live on top of a church)
(he is trying to make the urine smell go away)

get more bounce than a jerry curl

the name of this title has nothing to do with the photographs and has everything to do with the song by coolio i'm listening to.


rose bowl flea market
october 11th, 2009




"If you got beef then nigga eat a pork chop."- Coolio

the terminal

red-faced and wandering john wayne airport taking pictures like a tourist pretending like i wasn't raised minutes away.