Category Archives: Photos
Mar
It’s been a while since I’ve posted a backwash of photos, and since I don’t have that much new work to show, here’s a mostly chronological collection of snaps starting in December 2015 up until this past Sunday.
Jan
Growing up, the nearest worthwhile park was a 40 minutes bus ride away. It had a zoo with iron bar cages, a century-old carousel that made your hands smell like metal, and pony rides. It was where I learned to ride a bike without training wheels and discovered my love for bears and cotton candy. It’s […]
Aug
First, here’s a new Auditory Whiplash playlist. It’s about all those times things didn’t quite work out, for whatever reason.
Jul
In retrospect, I’m glad I did come back from Montréal to interview with the company with the worst website I’d seen in a long time. If it weren’t for giving them a chance at making me quit full-time freelance, I probably would not have been able to go to the Stanley Hotel, or spend a […]
Jun
Left work early so I could hitch a ride to the Natural History Museum to catch the last First Fridays of the year.
Mar
Worked a job in the desert, in the dead of night. These were the views from my camera that is also occasionally a mobile telephone.
Aug
The day I get my shit together will be the day I find a way to be employed by JPL. Which basically means that it’ll never happen, because it IS rocket science, after all.
Aug
Where you can eat under the watchful glass-eyed beasts who probably would have had you as a meal were they not stuck to a wall.
Jul
Where else than the bird morgue would you rather be at on a Saturday morning?
Jun
Or Part IV: What I did Next on the Second Day of My Vacation.
Jun
Or Part III: What I did on the Second Day of My Vacation. Alternate to the alternate: What I did on Mothers Day Posted on Fathers Day.
Jun
Or Part II: What I Did Next On the First Day of My Vacation
May
Or Part I: What I Did On the First Day of My Vacation.
May
El Guapo, P-Dubs, KMNDZ, and the French Fury walk into Dodgers Stadium…
Apr
If there were such a thing as playing god, I’m pretty sure it’d look like this.
Apr
San Diego is not my favourite place on Earth, but Balboa Park sure is making me rethink that.
