Santa Monica pier (Taken with instagram)
Belgian Abbey to start the evening off right (Taken with instagram)
Leaf
Hollywood 1.8.2012
8 ball (Taken with instagram)
“One brown child
stares and stares into your frozen eyes
until the lights change and you go
forward to work. The charred faces, the eyes
boarded up, the rubble of innards, the cry
of wet smoke hanging in your throat,
the twisted river stopped at the color of iron.
We burn this city every day.”
— Philip Levine Coming Home, Detroit 1968
The American Dollar - Glow
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Finding myself more drawn to lyricless music. Seems to be the best backdrop to doing a number of things.
Recessed.
1966 El Camino. LaPorte IN
“I had never known, never even imagined for a heartbeat, that there might be a place for people like us.”
— Denis Johnson Jesus’ Son