coned hats, murky waters.

Throughout the boat ride, I was constantly watching out for the slightest manifestation of a monster fish.

lazy sunday morning

I got up with a heavy head. Constant flow of thoughts overwhelmed me as I got out of bed - due dates, tasks, chores and whatnots caused my temple to throb. "Oh wait" it's a god freaking sunday! what the hell was I thinking...

contemplated reality.

"My pictures are not escapes from reality, but a contemplation of reality"
Bruce Davidson - 1968

the chicken rice man.

Chicken Rice = the "I-don't-know-what-to-eat-but-I-have-to-eat-at-least-something food"