1. willits cafe

      The myth associated with this cafe is: This is the site of my parent’s first date, a late night coffee at the tail end of a party.

  2. worst house on the block

    Poison in the wood, seeps into the core of the place. It’s for sale, for those not faint of heart.


  3. yellowblueyellowblueyellowblue

    Memories of hamburgers, past and future eats. Stripes of many hues.


    I will miss the cheap greasy hamburgers from the 101 drive thru. Oh the curly fries. I’ve noticed a theme in my food obsession which is: Greasy! Fried! Stuff to make Mama say, “Maaaaaaaa.”

    If some people’s bodies are temples, mine is a junkyard. I’ll get back in a more active thing (ha!) so when I’m not chained to a car. Or a desk. Or when I’m dead.

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  4. Spirit animal. Best corn dogs. Cotton candy anxiety #filmphotography #believeinfilm

    My spirit animal is on the right. The corn dogs were amazing. I stared at the cotton candy for too long before sanity overtook me and I moved on.

  5. harry x-mas

    I can’t remember what the name of this auto parts store was. I do remember that they came to life in a Simpsons Halloween special.

  6. tornado tilt a whirl

    A small eyelash floating in the sky. I didn’t clone it out because I don’t know. As the ride was started, a drunk mom screeched, “That’s my family, let me on!” There was some awkward flirting(?) with the ride operator.

  7. round and round

    A rather lovely and new carousel. The kid is delighted.


  8. free fallin’

    free fallin'

    And of course it’s impossible to get the Tom Petty song out of my head.

    What happens in the Free Fallin’? Chipped teeth, skinned arms, landing on dirty vinyl, and running the wheel that howls with rust. Another day at the country carnival. I drove past the lot and every bit was loaded onto trucks. See you next year, Free Fallin’.

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  9. crazy surf

    Most of the rides at this carnival I remember from Frontier Days of yore. Which is terrifying, because that was 20 years ago.

  10. back from the dead (silence)

    Wow, it’s been weeks and week. I derailed into a laxness, plus I was waiting for my film to get back.


  11. hard hat area

    hard ha


    Objects are more crooked than they appear.

    I can’t mourn the loss of things, the nature of things is such that they pass like the night, or whatever that was.

    A church or a mortuary or a parking lot.

    The memory of the city starts from when I remember it. A memory should be scrubbed once in a while, clean slate, start fresh.

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  12. sun goes down


    I stared the blank page for a long time. Feels wrong to force a caption (probably not good for the vowels, either; ok, that was terrible).

    The top left corner is my favorite part of this photo. It’s the beginning of my favorite shade of blue. Lots of heavy stuff rolling around my head, about life and purpose and art and writing and mortality and bad habits and bad memories and how to make new…

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