Pink Hallway
There was a haunt of terror, my eyes swell and my grip release so very slowly. And as daylight faded away, I did not recognize you any longer. “Aiming and it sunk and we were drunk and we had fleshed it out”
There was a haunt of terror, my eyes swell and my grip release so very slowly. And as daylight faded away, I did not recognize you any longer. “Aiming and it sunk and we were drunk and we had fleshed it out”
“People see everything through the lens of their obsessions.” Francine Prose, Goldengrove
The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yaws over the roofs of the world. The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and […]
It has been very liberating re-branding the old site. Digging through the backup drives has rely opened my eyes to how much I miss, and love shooting on a regular basis. Just the connection and the ability to collaborate with great people on amazing concepts. Pushing the boundaries… before they had even been established. […]
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