Pierre Le Fou, I apologize- I slept through you.

We fought over sushi, viewed fashions of Downtown LA, raged the road in heated argument over actors and their reputations (also discussed our own), watched french film (some of us slept), turned spinning tables of tunes till dawn, snapped shots of ourselves against old brick walls, spoke to ourselves about ourselves, met sisters, went on the hunt (for things remaining undisclosed), enjoyed tired talkative alive company in the east of Korea Town, laughed and possibly cried secretly, went for a walk, used the bathroom, drank juice, and left at seven for work at ten. 

PAIRS for PARIS: 

(Where true art was born and continues to thrive. THIS is not true art. These are photoshopped digital nothings. THIS is nothing. Bad analogy.)

Reza, Personalized

"Sections Only"

Juice, part 1

Juice, part 2

R U S C H A

One of my very favorites, he is... 

Experience some of his work at the LACMA <3

new eastern friends of august '09

Hey
Must be a devil between us
Or whores in my head
Whores at my door
Whores in my bed

I'm the hard looser
You'll find me crashing through my mother's door
I am the ugly lover
You'll find us rolling on the dirty floor

Somebody got hurt
Somebody get hurt
Somebody got her

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it,
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it 
And you'll ask yourself

Now there's a hole in the sky
And the ground's not cold
And if the ground's not cold
Everything is gonna burn

We'll all take turns
I'll get mine, too

My lips are moving 
If you touch my face
Did you hear my scream?
While we were sleeping
I tried to say
Even in my dreams

My words get blown away

blue light

There's a blue light, in my best friends room
There's a blue light, in his eyes
There's a blue light, yeah
I want to see it, shine

There's a ship, that sails by my window
There's a ship that sails on by
There's a world under it
I think I see it,
Sailing away

I think its sailing,
Miles crashing me by
Crashing me by,
Crashing me by

There's a world 
Outside my doorstep
Flames over, everyones heart
Dont you see them shining
I want to hear them
Beating for me

I think I hear them
Waves crashing me by
Crashing me by,
Crashing me by

KNOW IT, FEEL IT:

Spray Cans & Chocolate Tamales

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