Still living in Oakland, making art and taking pictures. I have my first ever gallery-ish show coming up and I am both bewildered and excited. Here are some recent shots from around my hood, scanned in kinda rough.
The neighborhood is getting more familiar and I am now caught up in a job and house stuff. It's nice, but still working at a cafe that is all-too familiar in the city-hipster way.
Still craving a change though- the cities all start to look familiar over time. It's true, Oakland is fucking rad to hang out in. Sunny, sunny sunshine all the time.
Contemplating a move to the SE and start my free-school. Back to the mountains and the lush-greenness of the rolling hills. The cautious, grand feeling of evolving projects and plans into workable life-goals that make me happy and alive feeling. These are all things that are starting to formulate, spin and come together. Oakland is wonderful in the way of progressing my art, health and mind- but it's not a place that I could imagine spending my time here permanent style.
Hazy futures become reality but realness, what's here is now- that's the true shit.
