Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Do or a Don't?

Monday, May 17, 2010

tip toe



Sunday, May 16, 2010

Saturday, May 15, 2010

catchin' em'

Monday, May 10, 2010

Sunday, May 9, 2010

wahoo


Saturday, May 8, 2010

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Monday, May 3, 2010

relief








Bought this camera at one of Berlin's many flea markets this weekend. I took a risk buying a camera with no name and only some letters. After working some serious mental mind games, I paid 25 euro. Apparently the camera was made in the GDR in the early 80s (thats communist east germany, for you chumps out there). Everything looks cool through the look-down view finder which can be seen from close up or at hip distance. Relieved i didn't get ripped off, and that i got a shot of pregnant lady givin it all she has at a karaoke session.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

i saw you guys

Monday, April 26, 2010

glory days

Friday, April 23, 2010

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

nothin doin





Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Monday, April 19, 2010

serene

soullll



took a trip down megabyte memory lane

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Tuesday, March 16, 2010






This is the set up. cramped but with everything in reach. hamburger eyes podcast cranks in the background in my own zen chemical hut.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

uncanny 2




another photo from a new favorite of mine, Matt Weber his photo, beneath, was taken in 1995 in SF at the same location, maybe its the same dude 14 years later in the upper photo. the diagnal line between the bird the man and the bench is tight, but i'm diggin mine

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

No man

Walking through the underground metro I spotted a security guard with a dog, a gentle looking beast actually with a grid iron muzzle over its beak. this dude look menacing, bald hair with a berray(spelling) hat. He looked like he had lost his life savings on one bet of a coin, and was prepetually angry at everything. It was the kind of anger that gives of energy through the eyes. Menacing but grabing you in, like a black hole. I naturally walked up to him and in horrible german asked to take his photo "Kann, umm, Ich dien, foto, umm Machen?"as soon as I speak he jerks the dog away from me, as if it were about to act on pulse. as if at the sound of an american voice would activate it into attack mode and it would tear right through its chainlink fence of a mouth guard and straight into my nuts. "Was?" i have to repeat, as he grits his teath without opening his lips. NEIN! he lasers my direction. it was the most horrific and jostling no i have heard yet. far worse than a drunk bigot, or a loud asshole telling me about privacy or some shit. it carried so much resenment and pain within him into my ears. Even though i new it was coming , his response made me laugh inside histerically. not laughing for its funniness but because I was suddenly very nervous.