Self-portrait. Cold.
In the photo - Jared Patton
Time - Pink Floyd
Remember when we would go to the nature center? We’d get lost on those trails….and so high…so incredibly high…All three of us became a fast blur of greens and browns. A tree of thoughts and input.
Quick Auto-biography
Hayley wants to be liked by you. Hayley wants to make people laugh and as she walks away, she wants to hear you say, “That Hayley, that son of a bitch said it! She really just laid it out tonight!” Hayley likes to think that people admire her for her ability to be a somewhat messed up person. She’s a great listener and she’ll love you, even if only in a fictional sense, or somehow fleeting and without obligation or commitment. Hayley likes to believe she is one with Klaus Nomi, Kurt Cobain, Rodger Waters, and anything with a desire to be greater than what they are. A wandering soul who is looked at by her piers as an almost mythological character. She would like to think that though some of her habits are self-destructive and though she rarely uses no sun protection when placed in light, that people will look at these traits as romantic and positive in a sort of “young and fun, screw you sick and dying world!” way. Hayley likes to project the image of wise old sea captain with a gymnast’s shoulders and gunslinger’s flair. And at the end of Hayley’s potentially long and successful life, she would like to be able to hear her eulogy at her funeral, not only because she will have written it, but because she will pop out of the coffin and vomit organic fruits and spices onto the floor, if only to put a cap on what will have been one of the most daring, beautiful lives ever lived…
Better Times: Myself, Spencer Nix, Sam Langley, & Jordan O’Byrne.
Dear Prudence - The Beatles
It feels like just yesterday. We ventured into a land of magic, an overgrown tree that now holds more memories than branches. Those lighters…and the music. The individuals you see in this photograph all represent a different genre, and for whatever mood the group is in one will step up beyond the rest and sing a song. A real-life soundtrack. Constant background music. I challenge you to find more people like this. These people will make the world right again.
Self-Portrait.
-Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
Everyone I’ve ever known who has listened to this song, really listened, has found a connection to someone in their lives it relates to. My particular person never wants to see me again. This photograph is me at the last place I saw what was intended by fate to belong to me forever. But unfortunately fate has a wicked sense of humor and now i’m without. Live and let live. I will move on. Remorse.
“Love looks with the mind and not the eyes; and therefore winged cupid is painted blind…” -WS
An Introduction.
