NEW ZINE

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The digitally displayed images you love just got physical.

44 pages of coffee table scorching imagery.

Edition of 100 Published by Hamburger Eyes available here.

People of Park Güell

 Street performance Sensais guard the entrance to the Park Guell in Barcelona.

"Give me your heart...and a donation"

Fiery grandmas inhaled the scenery.

 You could tell who the locals where because they dressed to match the scenery.

Punks pretended to not be impressed by the beauty.

Outtakes, B-Sides & Rarities

An artist in protest keeps her street art sterile on the streets of Westwood.

This 7-11 local has the itch he can't quite scratch.

Paola Ochoa basks in the glow of Mr. Layton's grand plasma display.

 A different angle, my first few shots were without the head.

This photo makes Ashley uncomfortable.

Matt B paints an extraterrestrial portrait.

The B stands for believer.

Instant Gratification... Still Loading...

Neen stays connected mid session.

Available to text at your next private party or event!

Moist tobacco gets toasted.

Big reward!

An HB she-boarder stages a mid-winter paddle out, no questions asked.

You've Been Warmed

The versatility of the HB pier. From flip-flop rock album covers to casual wedding photos, the pier is your spot.

Chessboard Sith lords think first before they make their move.

"The people with the best style for me are the people that are the poorest. Like, when I go down to Venice beach and I see the homeless, like, I'm like, 'Oh my God, they're pulling out, like, crazy looks and they, like, pulled ----- out of like garbage cans.'" -Model Erin Wasson

As long as I have my phone I can never be alone.

The Storm Your Grandfather Walked To School In

New photos from Chihuahua Valley. I'm blowing my whole snow load on this post.

A pensive Rob before the storm. 

Does he know something we don't?

It came hard all night.

Flocking some of summer's favorite obstacles.

With unnavigable roads and snow covered sub-compacts the neighbor dogs were visably pissed.

We were feeling ambitious the morning after the snow came down and went for an Igloo. 

Long story short. Went big on the entry, got over it.

We then became distracted with warmer things.

Chores were impossible to accomplish.

The harsh conditions reduced this poor steer to its frame.

All is cold on the western front.

Scraps of Color

Here are some left over photos from a couple color rolls I recently shot.

I would always see this guy walking his dog in my neighborhood but never had a roll of color film in. I dont think he was psyched I took his photo. He didn't smile back at me.

Maybe I am not the only one but I think its funny when you are driving and you see some fabric of a ladys skirt caught in the door jam flapping in the wind.

I hopped on a Hollywood High session one day and just ended up staying outside the gate shooting people walking by. Note the skater's street gloves.

I have been spending time in Taft, CA, my fathers place of birth. Here some local Sheriffs serve an eviction notice.

Signals transmitted but never received.

Only Child

Raised by Wolves...until mom finishes browsing the racks.

A variety of clouds tolerating each other.

I try to subscribe to things that fall inside the fun zone.