I feel quite lost, generally. its not restlessness- perhaps i’m too quick to pigeonhole all wig into restlessness- perhaps its the 256mb that my 4yo laptop is powered by.. it’s almost at the point where i spend more time waiting then i do doing! it could also be my current immersion into Branka Parlic and the emotiveness that comes with that. i also think im re-falling into the trap of assuming gratification from social media, i learnt a long time ago that there is nothing there that i consider real so i deleted my account… but then returned to make a photo-page and now i’m back in the rut. i guess i’ve stripped it [involvement] back as much as I can so i just need to be aware that it does not provide contentedness and infact is probably geared to do the opposite.
however, i’ve been reading a book on the brain regarding it’s functions relating to photography. the niche-ness of this book is immense but it’s crazy…. every time i read something relative to brain function/self reflexivity i feel underpowered against my own brain which i think is because doing so exposes elements of self that were previously ignorable- elements that aren’t negative but result in more to think about and more to consider and i have to decide whether consideration of such things are even worth concerning myself with, that is assuming i understand what im thinking. times like these i feel the need to explore the physical world around me, not the metaphysical and i think thats why i always assume it [wig] is restlessness.
i think i’ll just go back to listening to venga boys trap remixes and return to carefreality.
these photos are from a few days in San Francisco spent with Pat Schep and Billy Bones.
Pat Schep and pushing photos.
Pat Schep and some real shit. I love Pat, he’s definitely one of my favourite guys to work with, not just on the hill but in the office or even the kitchen.. 100% certified rad dude.
Billy love coffee, moreso than most… here he’s preparing for the transition from not-so-stoked to stoked.
definitely a curve-ball for the skateboard.
Sunset District…
from Berkeley
