Ennio Morricone

I kiss at last the beloved ground of my land,
That I left one day with my hard heart full of pain.


Helen Folasade Adu

He takes, but surely she can't give what I'm feeling now
She takes, but surely she doesn't know how



I finally put together a small portfolio of the photo and video work that I do. It's mostly motorcycle travel and motorsports, but there's also some cowboy shit and the occasional hot dog, too. Here's the link.


Prior to the Apocalypse - LA to Detroit in a Prius

A few weeks prior to the apocalypse, four friends and a dog drove a Toyota Prius from Los Angeles to Detroit. They stopped for food, for fuel, for wi-fi, and to find old cards. Along the way they ogled Art Deco architecture in Oklahoma, drank tropical things in the Windy City, smoked cigars in a secret bunker in rural Michigan, and then finally delivered their friend to his wife and their newborn baby somewhere outside of the Motor City. Here are a few of the photos that one of them took along the way. A visual smattering of the United States, just days before a global pandemic.


Hell & Back

What I've been listening to lately...

Thirty Five Millimeter | The Battle of the Alamo

Way down in Old South Texas, you just might find yourself a man...

Scenes from the 'Battle of the Alamo' in San Antonio, TX. Shot with an Olympus Epic Zoom 80.


I just drove a Toyota Prius from LA to Detroit.

Met this lil' lady along the way.

So I sent the photo to my man, Tim...

"Looks like Putin in a dress throwing up gang signs."



Morrison always reminds me of my old man. The Peugeot on the Viaduct. October afternoons on Queen Anne. The Paragon way back when. My friend Asher says this is the only good Van Morrison song. He's clearly ill informed. Anyhow. I went home for a hot second. Felt good to go back. Clear skies an abnormality. New friends and the ones that aren't going anywhere. The Chair of Despair and my father's new "Zen." Can't say I'll ever live there again, but I can always reminisce with some of this shit.


Thirty Five Millimeter | The Philippines

From three rolls of film that I shot in the Philippines. Puerto Princesa, El Nido, Coron and Davao City, mostly. Spent a month amongst the islands, my second time in the archipelago. Traveled by boat, shot 1911s, drank countless San Mig Lights, and did the kayak, snorkel and swimming stuff. Found paradise on a peninsula off the coast of El Nido, accessible only by boat, with nothing but huts and beach sand and rum filled coconuts. I won't say where. It'll be ruined. Just know that your trip to Thailand has nothing on this place ;)


Orville Peck

Gay Canadian Cowboys, brah.


Thirty Five Millimeter | Crispy Boyz: Season 1, Episode 2

Rolled to Vegas with the DT crew for the annual GP. Crushed countless Crispy Boyz, smoked cigars in the lobby, played video poker with a pro, watched Old School Drew shoot his bananas, crashed a bachelorette party and just generally got after it for 72 hours. Photos taken with one of my old Olympus point-and-shoots.


This and some Cult of Luna lately...