for the whole world to see
the year is basically over and it feels like a big big day is coming to an end so instead of partying we’re yawning hard into the new year . . .
every here and then i visit a city near-by or far away and check into a motel, bring a bunch of beer cans and order pizza.
this is the reflection between two characters about the blurry fantasy we paint with alcohol and other mind altering substances around our world – around us.
would you write an article about a lost pen? we do!
tape worms are like zombies.
a pretty insane poem to pump up your Saturday night . . .
while you’re wasting all your money on Boxing Day, we’re delighted to tell you the story of a poor fellow no one helps out, because everybody is busy ‘caring’ . . .
Queen and Bathurst representing the North American Dream . . .
we’re back, after more than a year of crawling through this dirty world to generate a massive amount of input to put it out here for your curiosity – you little scum-bag.
at the height of the summer – through the heat of the moment – a little poem, just for you . . .
24 exposures / 24 beer-cans / 24 hours . . .
experimental german sausage fiesta in Mainz, Jan 2016 . . .
I’m looking at blue and square. under titles and captions. a number of sub fantastic digits,
Shot: by Schlesi Model: Lisa Location: Berlin Camera: Canon 5D 50mm 1.4 …
(we) – a frivolous order of atoms stuck in <structure> . . .
it’s like walking…
twice a month we leave the planet and reach for the stars. we grab a snippet out of an endless stream of shredded paper and recycle the future for you . . .
happy meal, happy meal, have a crappy happy meal!
we flew to Germany – a short diary in words and three photos . . .