PLUG (brad's interview)

(ANOTHER PLUG)

my friend brad got an interview!!!


hes asked a few questions on his take of photography and skating.

CLICK HERE FOR THE INTERVIEW


if you're interested in what he means,
heres his flickr. he likes trains.

LOCAL UPDATE 3/11

i have been standing all day. had pho tho, that was sick. it's 8:32am and i'm in my bed now. i've been up all night filming my next short film. so to congratulate myself i'm sleeping naked. weather allowed.

WRITINGS

It's Not The Ten Ton Bus That Kills Me

i was driving,

singing

songs of love and heart break,

not giving a care.

a child

in front saw me singing

waving for hours.

i only noticed the last minute.

he mouthed, "Everything will be alright."

Waving.

I was ready to change the station,

i had enough of tears.

But he mouthed, "Everything will be alright."

I decided not to touch the dial.

The song ended with,

"I know... when you're gone... you're gone."

The guitar sang me asleep

behind the wheel.

windows were down.

It felt cool at first,

then i felt the heat.

IMAGES

so a month back, i went home for a week. i was rummaging through my parent's closets and found a pile of my dad's old jackets/coats. most of them were bought in china. i remember all of these jackets/coats, because there's pictures of my dad wearing them from the first few years my parents moved to america. i tried all the ones i fit in and kept 'em. in one of the jackets there was 2 pieces of paper, three sticks of gum and a pen. seen here.

circa 1990

my mom has been pretty fluent in english when she first came but my dad was not. these papers you see below are my dad's attempt to go through a phone interview.

circa 1990
circa 1990
circa 1990
circa 1990






pretty crazy stuff.
i've been wearing those jackets/coats.

WRITINGS

Cold Hands with Nick Names


I lose things I grasp.
my hands
have bad circulation.
there's no blood flow keeping these damn things
warm.
some people call this butterfingers,
my friends call me butterfingers,
I've self diagnosed myself with butterfingers.
I think that's bad
and I don't even like the candy.

I end up running
to the sink
I run
the scolding hot water
gently placing
my hands,
slowly rubbing
my hands,
underneath.
that's the usual.

this time I'm waiting
for the water to boil as
it whispers through the faucet.

"shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
it tells me

LOCAL UPDATE 3/3

hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. i've been really busy with my next short films with scheduling and finding actors and locations and all that stuff. i'll keep my self busy still with scannig fotos (cause god knows that'll never end). and some more writings thati'll soon put up. its really hectic right now but be patient! cause i got lots of stuff to show you really soon!!

IMAGES

gaahhhhhhh i just made a sporadic upload to my flickr. fuck. it kinda pisses me off that its not in good order. but then again it sucks you can't change the "stream" anyway. whatever. here are some (not all of) goodies. as always click to see it larger.

recent





sporadic stuff





so go here to look at all of the uploads.still workin on the website. a few foto and writing projects seem to be falling through. going back making some short films!