Thug Dance (day 1577) I’m an East Van thug I’ve got dimes for your eyes I wrote empty lines For shoes your size. Beats’n’bustin And breakin signs, I’ve locked this hood On playing this rhyme Crack crack Break a ga-lack Break your mother fuckin’ knees Smack; my attack From Hasting’s
In a Gaze (day 1378) Slip sideways with a fuzzy dream And carry those loose blossoms That follow your footsteps With a delicate clutch, Simply to answer questions From far away strangers With elegant movement, Shared back in a gaze. As always, Lu Lee (fb, archives) has made simple delight
Ann Narky is a very foxy lady with a go big or go home attitude. When I pulled up to location she was standing outside her car fully done up and ready to rock and roll as homeless bottle collectors pushed their fully loaded shopping carts on by. She had
While planning the shoot, Leiah Luz sent me some images of inspiration to model the shoot after. I couldn’t help but notice the consistency of a ghetto blaster in all the images, a heavy 90s NYC rap scene vibe. So, when I was killing time in a Value Villagé and
A few weeks ago now a few friends of mine, and friends of theirs, got together for a wandering of sorts; something that is popularly being called a photowalk. This involves a few friends getting together to walk around and take photographs. It’s a cool idea, and I enjoy the
