Photo Flurry 112 – Walk
Photo Flurry 111 – Sun Dapple
Photo Flurry 110 – Wet Leaves
Backyard documentation. Also, I’ve been sharing daily Instagram photos here, if you’re interested.
Photo Flurry 109 – The Prodigal Cosmonomad Returns
I’ve been back from China for two weeks and the jet lag is finally lifting its sticky film from my brain. Back on LA time, too, though Beijing hours still occasionally wake me up around 3AM – wondering who and where I am. For a few days, all I could do was sloth and sleep, avoiding email and calls to the best of my ability, which is to say not all that well. Duties, outstanding commissions and Kickstarter incentives flopped …
Photo Flurry 107 – Accumulation Station
It’s been a busy month at Ebb HQ. Technically, I shouldn’t even be writing right now, but if I don’t dump some of these images and words now, they’ll fester. June began with me preparing a presentation about the ghosts of the Moscow Kremlin for an event hosted by Doctor Paul Koudounaris at the Hyperion Tavern here in LA. Initially, I dove into one of my favorite subjects: Russian folklore, but was quickly reminded that it’s actually fairly stingy with …
Photo Flurry 106 – Malibu Expedition
Saturday began with me admiring freshly-packaged stacks of Spacefriends. Cunch and I spent an entire day hand-packing these bad babies, so a degree of gloating was befitting. After the sticker revelry, A, Daniel, Sonya the dog and I drove out to Malibu for a picnic-n-hike adventure. I’d just had another mortality crisis, so physical activity and getting in close touch with the universe was more than necessary. There was salmon. There was also caramel and sea salt chocolate, home-made guacamole, berries …
Photo Flurry 105 – Absinthe Bunnies
I love Absinthe. In the past 12 months, I’ve recommended an Absinthe documentary to my readers, talked about my love of hidden Absinthe bars in an interview, offered Absinthe drinks with me as an incentive for my D4RT kickstarter project, topped sorbet with Absinthe – are four examples testament enough? As an artist and art history enthusiast, one can’t help but be enchanted with this emerald potion, long associated with the muses thanks to the imbibing artists of 19th and early 20th centuries, such …
Photo Flurry 104 – Desert Hedonism
Spent the weekend next to the California/Mexico border, bathed in the light of the largest, lowest moon of the year, at a desert hideaway. Around fifty people drove down from LA to celebrate comrade Alexandra’s birthday amidst mountains, great food and better friends. I’m bursting with impressions and gratitude for the generosity of the property management, the time our friends spend cooking and feeding everyone, the epic 2-hour yoga session that has my legs saying, “Thank you, Mistress, may I have …
Photo Flurry 103 – Picnics and Ponies
Not long ago, Stephanie celebrated a birthday in the park, and my family and I celebrated 20 years since we emigrated to the U.S. – all in one rather hedonistic day. Happy birthday girl, with Daniel and Alexandra hypnotizing each other in the background. Sack-o-juice. The spread was bountiful. We had authentic Jambalaya, cream puffs, brownies, breads and fruit and mff. Duck, Danny, it’s the cheese! Unsuccessful attempt to hide when park security showed up and asked us to move to a safer …
Photo Flurry 102 – White Grass
Photos of A and I together are by Kacy Owens.
Photo Flurry 101 – Coasting
Pictured: Jess, Tess, Lionel, Yume, Alcuin, A, me.
Photo Flurry 100 – Pop-up Biergarten
Spring, San Francisco, sausages. Or wurst, to be exact. These things need to come together in my life more often. Also: hot pink pickled, deviled eggs? Need you. Love you. Miss you.
Photo Flurry 099 – Sutro Bath Ruins at Sunset
Why, look at that! Our 99th Photo Flurry. I can’t think of a better way to welcome the approaching triple digits than with a massive collection of photos from my most recent visit to one of the prettiest places in all of California – San Francisco’s Sutro Baths. Once a lavish private bath house and museum, it burned down to the ground in the sixties, leaving behind a striking, skeletal carcass of rusty beams and crumbling concrete, with tides eroding its remnants …
Photo Flurry 098 – Pushing Pencils In the Studio
I’ve been working on my piece for Gag Me With a Toon these past couple of days and actually using the drafting table in the studio as opposed to the kitchen table, as I had for the past two months. Incidentally, the studio is the least-insulated room in the entire house, so protective measures must be taken, even with the space heater on full blast. Not pictured: Micron curled up in her bed right next to it.