Troy is one of my really close friends from Salt Lake City. He is a real OG and was a terrible influence on me: getting me into fights, kicked out of clubs, pushing old ladies down, stealing candy from babies and even punching girls (3 of the 5 are true). You name it, he made me do it. I was a lot more popular before i started hanging around this shady character.
We wrote a zine with our friend (and now Troys wife) Megan called "a new dawn breaking". Our friend Foeks wrote a song with Cherem, vocalizing our call for war "against all those who oppress innocent life".
All kidding aside, it was a great time in my life. Words cant express the love I feel for Troy, Megan and Foeks. Thousands of miles separate us now, but our friendships will weather distance and time.
Troy is making amazing tattoos @ Eleventh Street Tattoo in Salt Lake City. I keep trying to convince him to visit me and do some work in New York. We are talking about going to Spain together and doing the Barcelona convention in October. Keep you eyes peeled and a spot free on your body, i guarantee you want to get tattooed by this mother fucker. Add Troy to your myspace or facebook to keep updated on his work.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I took a stroll towards the financial district this afternoon with my camera. I was looking for a Masonic grave but failed to find it. I visited the Trinity Church and St. Pauls Church near the former World Trade Centers.
St. Pauls Cemetery: Looking towards "Ground Zero"
St Pauls Church
St Pauls Cemetery
Trinity Cemetery: This bible character is pissed he lost his fingers
Trinity Church: art
4/20/10 New York City, NY
4/20/10 New York City, NY
Monday, April 19, 2010
Autumn Swisher put out issue #2 of her photozine. Its really awesome and you should email her to obtain a copy. Why wouldn't you? Unless you hate stuff.
J. Colby Smith
Jenny Hannah Roche
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
This is Cosby the Crab. I bought him from some local kids on the Caribbean Coast of Costa Rica for $5.00. It seemed like a reasonable price to set him free to live another day. My Friend Eddy who grew up in Costa Rica said, " Mae, I have never seen one this big before". I could tell he was making the connection between animals and food. It was strange but it was a very powerful moment. We waited about a half hour until the local fishermen had disappeared into the sunset before sending him back into the Caribbean. Maybe he is still out there, maybe you had him for dinner?
Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica