flying over the dateline her hands turn red.

Give Me A Home.

There Is Xerox On The Inside Of Your Eyelids.

A few days after Jim’s show I helped Rich Jacobs hang his show at the Torrance Art Museum. It was a great show archiving skate zines from the 80′s and 90′s. It really took me back.

NO, I WON’T BELIEVE THAT THIS IS ALL I’M NOT HAPPY, I’M NOT FREE PAY CHECK TO PAY CHECK, LIVING FOR WHAT EVERY NIGHT I GET DRUNK TO GERT SUNK I NEED ACTION, WON’T TAKE NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE IT WON’T WORK, WON’T WORK NO MORE I KNEW WHAT I HAD WHEN I GREW UP I KNOW THAT IT REALLY SUCKED NOW I’M A SLAVE TO THE SAME LIES IF I DON’T GET OUT I’M GONNA DIE I NEED ACTION, WON’T TAKE NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE IT WON’T WORK, WON’T WORK NO MORE CONTROL, CONTROL FOR WHO, FOR WHAT? I’M NO ROBOT, THEY CAN GET FUCKED REACTION’S MASOCHISM THIS CAN’T LAST I NEED TO LIVE, I NEED IT NOW I NEED ACTION, WON’T TAKE NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE, NO MORE IT WON’T WORK, WON’T WORK NO MORE

Like A Note Read By The Glow Of A Searchlight.

Mark Owens and I went to see Jim Houser’s show at Subliminal. It rules. Jim’s installs are always where I want to live for the rest of my life.

“You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.” -Camus

from dehumanization to cheesesteak consumption, for the benefit of hunger and its destruction, flour is power, steaks are the law of the land…

WARNING: Cheesesteaks will turn you into an alien.

i’m counting lincolns and staring at the moon…

And We’re Just Gettin’ Warm!!!

Thank you, everyone for coming out and being a part of the first Never Nothing event. It means so much to us that you where there. We couldn’t be happier with all of it. Sorry about the epic post, I usually save those for Pete… but this one could not be avoided. We love you all.

If you click on the photos, you can see bigger versions… Its something I am playing with and may make it a regular feature… We’ll see.

I Want You Back Under My Skin.