Damned to any which way.
Go ahead, make my day...no, really.
This is not a blog. This is me and you realizing that we are going to be stuck in the same room for more than an hour. This is waking up on Christmas day and finding no snow on the ground. This is nineteen years of Josh, loving being alone, but hating being lonely. This is, to be honest, more than a little shitty. But, so is life, that some were meant to be socially inept. I can't hope to create anything other than weird static noise, a knock on the back door, or a bloom of an electric flower with this unnamed thing- but whatever comes from this, is genuinely personal. My true beliefs, interests, and so-and-on. I can't promise that this thing that I am making will be interesting to anyone, but then what is the point of even trying? This is a statement: We are all masters of our own domain. So, though this may be a worthless attempt, at least an attempt was made. Because this is not a blog. This is my footnote.



Laura Braun - Métier

"In our consumer society, branded commerce and large company structures dominate. Nonetheless, in London, where I live, small independent businesses still exist, continuing to operate in a way that is in stark contrast to corporate culture. Perhaps a city like London, with its large and diverse population, offers an environment particularly well suited to the survival of such places, where space and service are personal and wares and tools have a tangible connection with individual histories.

In 2007, I started a photographic project about people who run such businesses. It was to be an addition to my portfolio, an excursion into portraiture that I had planned to complete in a few months. Instead, I continued to photograph shops and workshops, shopkeepers, and craftsmen and -women for the following six years.

I was curious about people, who, despite unglamorous routines, take pride in their work and have a sense of themselves closely linked to their occupation.”


It’s funny how personal projects can last a lot longer than you expect. You can really see the extra time she put in for this one. -Emily


And I can’t explain why I just love to get high Drink, “life!” smoke the blueberry sky, blink twice I’m in the blueberry 5, you blink three times. -Jay Z


Cate Blanchett, Vanity Fair Magazine Italy (25 October 2007)


Cate Blanchett, Vanity Fair Magazine Italy (25 October 2007)

I promise you… none of this is personal… but at the end of the day, no matter how much we may detest this ugly business… a man’s gotta eat.


I think you’re cute

cute as in I wanna hear what you sound like while experiencing an orgasm


Death Proof (dir. Quentin Tarantino, 2007)

"When I look at my life and its secret colours, I feel like bursting into tears. Like that sky. It’s rain and sun both, noon and midnight … I think of the lips I’ve kissed, and of the wretched child I was, and of the madness of life and the ambition that sometimes carries me away. I’m all those things at once. I’m sure there are times when you wouldn’t even recognize me. Extreme in misery, excessive in happiness—I can’t say it."
Albert Camus, from A Happy Death (Gallimard, 1971)
"The sadness will last forever."
— Suicide note of Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890)