Welcome to Pismo Beach, California

Where the "Bakos" are taking over or so my cousins say

in N Out LAX

Cats prohibiting productivity

Sars vs swine flu

Chicago Airport

Artschool

Flannel or Plaid

Moma

MOCA

Vencie sk8

New skate park

LOUSY says

Jennifer Anderson

Sleeping RAT

Ashley

BART in transit. We entertain ourselves

sub par

film i have shot in the past 4 days. step up my game

Lost...

Browsing Grandma's desk, I find this. Circa 8 years old?

So...

I fell off. The internet and I have broken up. We are slowly mending our relationship. I am also blogging elsewhere (SundayAndWednesday.com) with others to come. Does it matter? I am also changing the subtitle of blog. See you soon.

Night Vision Exhibition

http://nightvisionexhibition.tumblr.com/

Lovvya

This is dedicated to you...

Nate eating that america's fav babe

i have been blowing it latley on the internet. but Mike hasnt

On my travels

i cant really figure out why blogger is cropping them...

The valle

Oh wooorrrd

Home is where the heart is?

Signage

Dads hooked

like father like son

A walk in the park

Lunchtime

Still lives

Gma bday cake

handmade strawberry shortcake

Matching

Crewnecks

Meeting

Girls who bruise easily

Meeting

Girls with matching shoes

Resonance

???

Home

Welcome to LA

Igor Omulecki

Igor Omulecki is doing some really interesting and differnt things. I am liking them a whole lot. The second project didnt really do it for me but you must check out projects 1, 3, 5 and 9.

The Passage of Time

Random

Experimental Self Portrait

Dedication

This one is for Matt Kelley.

mas

More friends, more weirdness

cell

Whenever I dont have a camera and I see something I like, out comes the celly. I like looking and using the cell phone camera as a recording device.

No way

Columbian Narcosubs. VBS has some mind blowing content.

Feelings

Our hearts and minds dont work together. We think logically about feelings and ways to proceed. We come to conclusions that make complete sense for the brain. After that, I listen to my heart. "Hey there little guy. What do you think about this descision?" He dosnt complain, has no objections and actually seems to encourage the choice.
Why do our hearts deceive us? Im led to believe one thing, I jump in heart first, completely exposed. "I dont care, I know what I am doing, and even if I dont, things will be okay." But as things play out, i get hurt, and in these moments, its the worst thing in the world. Again, I can hear my brain saying, "Everything will be alright, just give it time." Fuck you, I scream to my brain and heart working together, not in my best interest.
I feel betrayed. At first by you, then myself. "I thought about this in a logical way." Im fooled. I trusted my heart as well. Im fooled twice. How can I make any choices in the future?
In essence, choices are what life is made of. If we cant trust ourselves to choose, do we leave it up to a flip of a coin? Rock-paper-scissors?


I want to pull out my heart, grab my soul, and use my tears to create the bloodiest, heartbroken collage people have ever seen.

Buffalo, NY

Distorter

My friends putting various objects on their faces