…i totally want to rock a gangsta tatt like this.

and smiled.

because the day was over.

is best left implied rather than bluntly stated.

the last two photos are 100% crops, i meant for them to look this way.  for reals.

where you can’t see much detail but you still totally know who it is.

since you left us, washed away in a windy gust of finality whose trigger only you could pull.

i used to be so angry at you that i didn’t even feel sad about you leaving.

then i was so full of sorrow that i couldn’t be angry anymore.

now i can’t imagine how different the past 10 years would have been if you hadn’t decided to go.

but i still know that we all miss you.

i guess that’s what you call acceptance.

all i see is green.

this is the second photo i’ve published on 5tolife that features both a.) my kicks & b.) some grass.

no i’m not emo and staring at my shoes all the time.

plus the jump offs.

i’d like to put this image up.

post-groundup art show fashion shoot on hotel st.

customized in camera wizardry and fast prime lens-ness.

of shooting parties at nextdoor it gets hard to find a shot that doesn’t bear at least a little resemblance to something i’ve already done.

photographic deja vu…my worst enemy.

so i start experimenting with lighting and every now and then it really works out.

dj eskae, nextdoor. chinatown, oahu. the WTFOMG partay.

just ridiculously cute.