My purple camera has been sent off for repairs. Flashes aren’t supposed to smoke? Here are some pictures it took for me before getting sick.


Capture the flag in Macys.


Pink and polio.


Artists get in for free.


Trouble.


Double.


Where I grew up, we threw sticks at things in the woods. Kids in Newport grow up like this.


This guy was a huge asshole that invaded our hometown skate scene in high school. He found Atreau and me randomly in a skateshop in SF last week. Still up to the same old tricks but I think I like him now.


Pat would make a pretty tree.


Danilo enters the poison house.


There’s something radical and gnarly about Chinese broccoli and gravy.


In case you didn’t know.