travel well.

you'll be home soon enough, my friend.





-lowt.

circling the map.

a lot of folk speak tales treasure hunting, to get what their mind's eye desires, to find their X on tea stained maps. i've found, over the past three hundred or so days that you don't really need to search for this elusive X. sometimes the X finds you. remember: all who wander are not lost.

-lowt.

while you were out...

(a duffel bag, one pair of blazers, a couple dozen rolls of film, and a minute understanding of the Spanish language)

'only when we step outside ourselves, are we able to cope with the conscious being propelled by a few shaky muscles..'


these images you see above the jumble of letters means a lot. there is a story in this series, though i have chosen to keep the narrative out, for once. there are a few mistakes, some changes, some new pals, solojourns, and family. the trips that are above are over, but thank the lawd for the negatives scattered around my bedroom floor: some over/under exposed, filled with light leaks. this narrative is still going, and so am i.

tunnels.

remember where you come from
and look beyond it.

i've been trying,
lowt

if you've been on that tip...

* you've heard the sayings before, but it wouldn't hurt to thank someone or something for the chance to wake up to the droning alarm tomorrow.

-lowt

time warp.

Pat & Alec

Nikola, making it out from Hong Kong

eat my coins and give me corn syrup

Laundrapalooza

the Blade made its rounds.

Laundrapalooza round two

heroes

not Benny

not Haslam

woke up to this + a new board

pizza jam antics

rainbow is extra happy

storm bloggers

Woodward is a time warp for more reasons than I am liberated to say, just know that Darwin's Theory is alive and well near a small town in rural Pennsylvania.