pixel rust

Long hike skinny path

Tired of all the fires, wars and other crap? Me too.

So I went for a long ass walk.

Highly recommended.

More of the Griffith Park Fires

A shot with the Griffith Park Observatory.

More hollywood fires

Crazy night last night.

Hollywood

Because the hills are burning yet again. Check back soon for more pics.

vacation

actually got out of the house for a bit

Pics from the porch

Coffee and cigs looking out at the smog on a Monday Morning.

South Side

Chi-Town 4

Ok, so call me a liar. I had to post this one.

And since you will be reading these in backwards order I'm sure this post makes no sense.

Chi-Town 3

Last Chicago post today, I gotta get to work!

Chi-Town

Just returned from a Nike shoot in Chicago. Nike will work you like a dog. 13 hpur days and then 1-2 hours of digi work with a 5am call time the next day. Ouch.

But man, Chicago is a hell of a city.

The SubStandard

A cozy little place downtown for all your creative serial killer needs.

indiana dunes

a fun image from indiana dunes circa 1990.

Costa Rica

Random shots from a job in Costa Rica.

I came back with perhaps one of the worst colds I have ever had. Sinus problems, night sweats, etc...

Click on pic for more.

Once there was this

Escape while you still can.

Before the copiers come to life and drain your soul.

Before the office carpet rises up to strangle whatever is left inside you.

Before you become another desk.

In another cubical farm.

In another office.

In any sad place in the world.

directions

in case you needed help.

Clear sky day

And cruising through the hood.

Road side stand

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blue dirt graffiti

Shooting the commute part 2

Driving home

On the drive home part 1

Nails

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Surf trip

Another SoCal day comes to an end.

One more step....

"Hey, that looks like a flash over there on the ground."

POP!

Slave units are the claymore mines of photographers.

Nice place to live...

if you are into the toxic waste part of town.

Night Again

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Beach

Slugger drives the van and I drink the beer.
Dem be da rules.

cellphone sunset

At least it is nice outside.

nothing going on.

Cellphone fun at the bar before the shit hits the fan yet again.

Hearing things

Loud things.
Scratchy things that claw at my ear.
Planting dark thoughts and evil ideas.

You will be next.

Die Young, Stay Pretty

Elliot Smith memorial wall in Silverlake

More images here

Long dark places

Lost in the dark and fishing for some blood
Little one, how did you get so old?
Creeping up slow like cancer
Slowly tasting flesh.

I peel you like a ghost
and walk on still lost.

Mount Baldy

Long dark tunnels

Hollywood

People and gas stations go by the open passenger side window.

On my way to work

I cannot think of a damn thing to say here. Almost, but not quite.

Errr....

Nope, still nothing.

50th image

After reaching that conclusion I drove all night long to the sea. Upon arrival I reached into my pants and pulled out the wallabe.
Thankfully, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked off to the nearest falafel shop.

well, in practice

Really you must go there sometime soon, it really is fabulous this time of year.

Well, of course you must always look out for those little beasties. I mean, now-a-days one never really knows where they will pop up at. Why just last week we were at the nursery and one came right in through the window and plucked out Henry's eyes.

POP! POP!

Just like that.
I hear they make nests out of them.

canvas

yes that is blood

hit

happy and bleeding

days gone by

I remember hearing the voices all night,
the rumbling of city buses a back drop of sound
all spanish hostility
and small plastic bags
shouts and gunfire
running sneakers

waking to the smell of burning futons
two junkies below
glad that it is in the alley, not the hallway
as the windows rattle in the wind
and snow blows in around the frame

We would laugh and stick beer bottle caps into the frost
open the oven door and put a pot of boiling water on the stove
crack a beer and live another day

back when death was a daily option
failure was the norm
and we were to young to take notice
living in dreams to real to care

Water

Another day far away.

I like the dark places

I have neglected you too long, my beloved PixelRust, but I return. Will you have me back?

Same view, different seat, different town.

Like glittering jewels to the drunkards eyes,
Like so much hope of possibility,
Like a rememberance of so many lost years
That sneaks up behind your eyes at closing time.

The Deathbox

A backyard pool that has since gone the way of so many others.

Party on dude

Go, Go, Go!

Sometimes I think about things.
But then I stop pretty quickly.

Coming or Going?

Juvee skateshop @ sunset.

New Year, New Day

The Yee Rustic Inn. 11 A.M.