Sunday, July 31, 2011

The Olds of OC

Millie tries to blend her liver spots in with a fresh tan.
"Do you know of Paris Hilton? Isn't she just darling?"
This parking job has old written all over it.
Milton takes his indoor horse on a stroll with his poo bag close at hand.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Pink Motel, Vintage Cute

I lurked along on a mission out to the freak'n valley to check out a function going on at the Pink Motel.
Thankfully I was equipped with color film.
The kids were all dressed up in garb that was acceptable when they were fetuses.
The coping was littered with distractions.
"Whats all that racket?"
Punk's not dead, just sore.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

The Flavor of the 4th

Cayucos wipes the sleep from its small town eyes for some 4th of July festivities. Brought to you in two different flavors of film.
"You should see the back."
 Onward the patriots marched.
 Some alerted friends of the festivities to be had.
Others inscribed temporary badges of self expression.
There were a few who refused to partake.
 The local dairy boy even lent a hand in distributing libations to the city folk.
 This one had my name written all over it.
Ol' Herb reminisced of a less populated town.
The kidos were there to cheer on the Elk's Club cane twirlers and the dance to the dad band beat of "Taking Care of Business" live from a flat bed truck.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Photos @ Golden State Goods Seal Beach

I will have some photos on display at Golden State Goods in Seal Beach.
Come out to the opening on Friday, July 29th at 8pm. 
Bring your girlfriend and impress her with your refined taste in art.
Tell your parents its not a school night and to let you stay out late.
Borrow your step-dad's mini van and bring all the bros!
Text, Facebook, Tweet, pass a note, bird call, email all your friends about it.

Monday, July 11, 2011

B & W in Berlin II

Human kick-stand.
Dr. Short Shorts reaches inside the surprise box.
No photos, only money.
Photography is hard.
East Coast living in Berlin.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

B&W in Berlin

Some teens grind crotch and blow off some steam in Alexanderplatz.
"Yes, these are shants. A hybrid of two classics that formed a bastard pant that few dare to wear."
Is there some hidden meaning behind leopard print that men don't understand?
"The kraut smells fresher at this stop Elsa, shall we get off here?"