Two friends, 365 days.
long day/long shadows
i’ll never get enough of the torn posters
breeze
yes, for better or worse, my life consists of work and food.
old port, portland
best guitar strap
the demise of a sexy shirt.
putting your life on the line for what you believe in is as sexy as it gets
materials
buddy
i know. it’s just that my free time is largely consumed by food.
the other piece
this guy has been hanging around
i wish i had an outfit like this
chores close-up
fyi, a quarter of a cake in one slice on a plate is a sight to behold
on/off
planning
little puddle of oxidation
this day was really about boston
found black and white
placing a phone call under scaffolding in the rain just to get outside
pale gold sun goes down in the . . .
this case has seen miles i haven’t known
seeing differently
happiness
old movie / real life
black out
All Day I Dream About Sleep
grey
view from a semi-private room
high-contrast pile
everything is wrong with this except the friendships
work
this is the first photo i’ve taken in a while that i actually like
black tea with cornflower petals
loaf
tights, repurposed
hydrant
thriving tomatoes
to be made dinner is a rare thing indeed
and the building goes on
like Peter Rabbit
this always reminds me of paris
lines
going . . . going . . . still not gone.
the field
the pastrami lox at barney greengrass is incredible
february sun
thank you very much
otto's
i wear certain pieces of clothes into the ground
five black lines, one white dot
this day reminded me that my friends are like perfect japanese confections
daily use
kōhī no kamae
airbrushed evening. except real.
a subway platform is no place for a leaf to die
organic chemistry, biochemistry, life
rare outings with people of the same surname
three dudes/three calves
darcy's new life
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