Running out the door again. This was my last twenty four hours. Started with the GaGa. Ended with a reflection. Lots and lots of movement in between. I’m on auto pilot. Down on sleep, up on meeting some remarkable people …
Read: New York Journal Two
You can tell a lot about a man by what he throws away. Maybe I use Prell to save money but then buy Faberge Eggs with the savings. Maybe I binge on Little Debbie cakes(who doesn’t?). It’s all there like …
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I didn’t get a chance to shoot here. I was planning a dawn raid on Coney Island but now my schedule is too full do anything outside of required reading. These images were made in transit. Spent the last two …
Read: Damn Reflections
I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’m not a social person. You might have seen me in the flesh, in the field or perhaps you saw me present, give a workshop, teach a class. That’s not really me. …
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Ya, I went back to the pier. First off, it’s really f%$%$%$ hot here. It’s almost October and it’s still over 90. We don’t have air conditioning. So my house is like a sweat lodge, and yes, I’ve actually been …
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Three cities in nine days. The last two in Texas. I spent fifteen years in the Lone Star State, and what I realize now is that I understand the rhythm of Texas. A lot of people would hear “I’m going …
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Houston. I know what you’re thinking “Oh man, you must be STUCK in Houston.” Not so. This place has changed. This place is refreshing, especially coming from Los Angeles where everyone is trying so hard to be someone else. Houston …
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Sir. Jimi Hendrix. Painting in a hotel lobby. Having picked up a guitar in December of last year, for the first time in my life, I can say with certainty what Jimi Hendrix did with the guitar was truly remarkable. …
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Don’t hold me to the exact day. Ever. Under any circumstance. Some of this stuff could have happened ten years ago, or maybe it never happened. I’m not a journalist. Maybe I’m “just” a storyteller. Even in Seattle it is …
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Walking through tourist sites in midday light is enough to make me want to buy cement shoes and visit The Sound. But just to keep you people happy I did it anyway. You SEE the lengths I go to keep …
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I’m in Seattle for the Blurb Road Show. I like Seattle. It’s beautiful, industrial and you can legally buy a pound of Jamaican Thundercloud and get so baked your face comes off. Consequently, there are A LOT of people sitting …
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