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I was grasping at roses from a two story balcony for her. Holding on to the railing with my left hand, while thorns burried themselves in my right. And I would laugh and let go and fall flat on my back for her. Splitting my head wide open. Blood pooling under me as I gazed happily skyward with the palms dancing in my eyes.

I’d bury bones in the yard like a dog for her. Down on all fours, scratching my way through dry grass and weeds and clay. 

I’d march along the shore on summer afternoons with my head spinning and my knees worn and my skin burned. Swirling there under the small shade, about to go under.

Keeping a focused eye on the pier jutting out over the breakers. Longing to be a small fish swimming between the shady pylons. Or a gull slicing across the breeze, defying the sun. 

And I’d uncork bottles of wine and smoke grass that made me tence and manic. I’d watch the light grow dim and the night would thicken. And I’d strain to see the stars meagerly shining through the dirty screen of my kitchen window. And I’d curse at the moon that I couldn’t see clearly any more. For the poisened sky and my blurry eyes. 

I’d run my garbage disposal and throw knives and forks down into it. I’d peddle around on my bike in the late evening, watching the Christmas lights glow from rooftops and trees lit in open windows. Sipping from a flask and riding along listening to The Germs in my headphones. The middle of the night whipping by my head in cold clear bursts. 

It’s all a glaring blur now, yet deeply embossed into my mind and soul. Where demons glanced at my passing face, eyes down to the concrete, not knowing the gold I bore under my shirt , under my breast plate. As I crossed Ocean avenue and stumbled down the stairs, hobbling over the sand to stand up to my knees in the shore break. Torn too asunder for what was left of the world.



Wine 101 

  1. How-to Choose
  2. How-to Pair w/Food
  3. Using The Right Glass Shows You Have Class 
  4. Basic Types of Wine
  5. Expanded typing of Wines
  6. What Temp For EachType of Wine
  7. Knowing Your Wine Colors
  8. Wine Type Descriptions
  9. Caloric Comparison vs. Beer
  10. Coffees  

A friend once told me (while discussing wines & spirits) to learn about coffees too… " Because you’ll eventually need them, if / when you enjoy too much good spirits."

Infographics: Wine Folleys, Primer Magazine, and Chicago Food Magazine.


Do you see film as a medium which allows you more freedom to play and explore your subjects? As a photographer you’re capturing one beautiful moment but in films you’re able to get the whole contour of a personality.
I think it was harder for me because I was a photographer—not for myself, but when I first showed my films at film festivals, people were really against them because I was a photographer. People said, “Well you’re a photographer, you can’t make films.” And I said, “Well I don’t know if I make films or take pictures, but we have a film camera, we’re shooting films and you can say what you want about it.” There’s all these rules and descriptions of things—

When there shouldn’t be. 
Exactly. It would be like me saying to you: “Well are you a writer of fiction or nonficiton? Are you a writer of poetry or are you a journalist?” Of course you’re not, you’re all those things.


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