eyeless

still no camera folks. I will elaborate later.

I'm looking forward to getting deep.

SALUT

throw everything into this pit

I lost my camera recently. I spent the night @ the Fortress of Feelings and left it there on accident. Andrew and Schanen are holding it safe for me! Here's a holga print I scanned at my mom's over Christmas break. Satiate your black holes:

My mom likes to call me early in the morning and get negative. It puts me in a weird spot, man...

I am trying to stay focused and positive. I've been sick and very busy.

Two shows in Seattle to see and do!

Fri. Feb. 20 - FOOT VILLAGE w/ cut***loose, ALASKAS, Magic Johnson, and Total Bros

@ Chilladelphia, 8pmish.

Yo, Cut***loose is sounding incredible these days. They've really gotten it together.

Sat. Feb 21 - Talbot Tagora and Love Tan @ Cairo (a gallery next to No Space Gallery)

as usual bring money for touring bands. ESPECIALLY Foot Village. See you there!

I am in a new band with Chris Brown and Jim Scheall. It sounds super weird and we get all shaky and excited when we rehearse. It might not be everyone's cuppatea though...

here are some lyrics:

throw everything into this

throw all flowers into this

throw your parents into this

bottomless pit

throw energy into this

throw blood and sweat into this

bottomless pit

throw no shirt'n'shoes into this

throw licenses into this

bottomlesspit

throw your children into this

throw memories into this

bottomless pit

etc.etc.

shrine

External Bleeding

It seems to be difficult for me to correctly offer up photo and lit. blog posts at the same time. I'm considering them to be different thinking processes. Forgive my spatterings of incoherent compositions. Guhuhhuh.

Here's some more Braidstorm for y'all!
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Sun traveling up, thru my throat and out into the world

I think that the light in Seattle is interesting right now. I'm taking lots of pictures of it. This is what interests me. This is what I'm thinking about. The nap is over.

Hello you! Having a shadow again is a tax return, better than money, all that taxing sunlessness. Finding a piece of yourself.

This will happen only once

I did laundry for about six hours today. Lots of breaking while loads were in the wash. On my way home the sky was positively intoxicating. It got better every minute. I stopped shooting because I didn't think I would do it justice. You just had to be there I guess.

This is New Pangea.

Forrest was having a smoke on the roof. He said: "Have you seen the sky? Its like...fucking beautiful."

weakened revue

I went to this weird party where a lot of the people there were dressed the same. Did I mention it was weird. Well, the sound inside of this WHITE shack was pretty to be honest.

Drug Purse played. They were a highlight.


Next day, over to New Orlando to start preparing for the Sci-Fi party on Valentine's day.

They had on some movie called "Flesh Gordon."

Gothornot!

Some foggy pictures of George Town.

I like Ben Funkhouser's band Herr Jazz. He is a rude young man though. None of us were as "cool" as he is at his age. Good going Ben. Although, next time, think twice about attempting to embarrass one of your peers.