Award-winner

First attempt at photography. Crappy camera, no tripod (stacked phone books), tape, flashlights, all organic, no Photoshop or a.i. crutches. One of the most fun and rewarding nights ever spent alone.

evidenced in this photograph

A star in the award-winning film, Pickle Vision.

A few moments from my fascinating encounter with a mentally ill woman on the Sacramento, California light rail train. Midori’s mood would dramatically swing from one to another to another to another in a millisecond. Intense, heart-breaking, captivating and moving.

A boy and his favorite chicken, Red. They could not have been better models.

Linz’s late uncle was a fun model. He was game for anything.

Here’s to that big fat doobie in the sky he is probably smoking right now. Hell, it will likely never leave his lips.

*And no, a five-year-old can never forget scary monster posters detailed in black-light paints, Dracula, The Wolfman, The Mummy, The Creature, each glowing horror staring down from the ceiling.

Falling asleep in less than an hour would never occur those two years the boy and teenaged Uncle shared a small room. Ah, the formative years…

In a moment of weakness, Linz was compelled to record this postcard moment as the fog rolled in.

The end of burgers.

The result of late-age breeding and Big Chemical fun. Mutations are not always beneficial.