another great rs article
stop using plastic bags please
(new orleans)
you know when you're sitting, naked, in a giant, crusty, steel skillet on wheels, mid-day, on a sticky mississippi afternoon in august, sweat cleaning the dirt off your stomach in long crooked lines and your face feels like it's about ready to be sliced and served, then you hear that beautiful, low steady hiss and 2 minutes later you're flying through a swamp at 60mph, beads of sweat herded to the back of your arms, legs, and neck right before they're vaporized, dragon flies stuck in your hair and you can't stop smiling like an idiot?
--about his photo "Feeling Fucking Good" (not pictured above)
He'll be displaying some work at Living Walls: The City Speaks Conference in Atlanta in August