photojournal
10/17/17
bored with my writing before I even start typing. What this is a symptom of, I don’t know. […]
all about capturing my reality in this day no matter how fucking boring someone might think it is. […]
better. Flying through my copywriting and editing work, and tempted to walk outside in the blistering heat, just […]
friends and new observations, portraits of Russian River and viticultural empiricism. Sounds of dried leaves, step step step… […]
sometimes it’s need, music– recital in varietal, blend, who knows what– Me, no care, just sip. (5/13/15)