Haloween - 09

Sitting on a tone of photos taken over the last year of the lads. First few.

HUCK Magazine- Hats off and Hands Down

Thank you Shelly, you summed up 4 years perfectly.

The Revolution Will Not Be Televised - Gil Scott-Heron

Screening Room &g: Nike Free Run Music Shoe

I'm not really in to the shoes but if I'm guaranteed my own theme music while walking down to the shops I think id sacrifice looking like a camp ninja.

JSBS - Oh lala!

The lovely guys at JSBS have asked me to contribute some of the "Superheroes" work to their website. In true get "it out there" form, they have been contributing to the creative circle in France for some time making Books, exhibitions and generating allot of press. Look at their website, I think it's the way forward.



http://www.jesuisunebandedejeunes.com/

The Pharcyde - Runnin'

The Pharcyde - Drop

The Pharcyde - Ya Mama

Samuel Becket - CASCANDO

why not merely the despaired of
occation of
wordshed

is it not better abort than be barren

the hours after you are gone are so leaden
they will always start dragging too soon
the grapples clawing blindly the bed of want
bringing up the bones the old loves
sockets filled once with eyes like yours
all always is it better too soon than never
the black want splashing their faces
saying again nine days never floated the loved
nor nine months
nor nine lives
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saying again if you do not teach me I shall not learn
saying again there is a last
even of last times
last times of begging
last times of loving
of knowing not knowing pretending
a last even of last times of saying
if you do not love me I shall not be loved
if I do not love you I shall not love

the churn of stale words in the heart again
love love lovethud of the old plunger
pestling the unalterable
whey of words

terrified again
of not loving
of loving and not you
of being loved and not by you
of knowing not knowing pretending
pretending

I and all the others that will love you
if they love you
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unless they love you



His only love poem...

Portis head - Only you

Chris Cunningham, you strange strange man. Talented as hell, but very strange. Beauty can be quite dark.