Night emerges and our mourning escapes once again.

We can all be social anomalies at times, herein lies an emphasis on these specific moments.

A couple of months ago I was fortunate enough to shoot a short film for The Fruit Tree Planting Foundation, a non-profit that does one very specific wonderful thing and an organization that I hold very close to my heart. Over the course of three weeks I documented their efforts in a small yet dense city called Mococa, which is about four hours northwest of Sao Paulo state in Brasil. In short, five thousand fruit trees were planted within dozens of schoolyards and donated to a passel of people throughout the city. The video is finished and I’ll post a link up to it soon.

Herein, is simply a glimpse into an anomalous city swallowed up in the vastness of a colossal country; indelible are its genuine citizens and extraordinary culture. More words for another time.

Thank you, Mococa.

Elias. 

 

part II

orbicular.

orbicular.

Rickey at Lake Mendocino amidst our bearded tour of the great northwest.

Post Grand Canyon camper champions (from cyan waterfalls to cyan booth seating)

Post Grand Canyon camper champions (from cyan waterfalls to cyan booth seating)

Sounds of the rainforest.

Sounds of the rainforest.

Best eyebrows in Mococa, Brasil.

Best eyebrows in Mococa, Brasil.

This is too easy. Anything I say will sound trite.

This is too easy. Anything I say will sound trite.

Just more of that new crap.

Just more of that new crap.

Remember when PIPs on televisions were all the rage?

Remember when PIPs on televisions were all the rage?

This picture has got to be worth at least ten thousand words. One cent per word and I’ll send you a print, one dollar and I’ll send you a print plus the reason why tagging all my photos with #depression seems to do better than not tagging them with it.

This picture has got to be worth at least ten thousand words. One cent per word and I’ll send you a print, one dollar and I’ll send you a print plus the reason why tagging all my photos with #depression seems to do better than not tagging them with it.

Just to note: I’m not gay (but gays are cool with me, except sometimes lesbians are really loud and obnoxious and start fights in front of my house and vomit near my car at 2:30 in the morning while I’m watching Battlestar). 

Just to note: I’m not gay (but gays are cool with me, except sometimes lesbians are really loud and obnoxious and start fights in front of my house and vomit near my car at 2:30 in the morning while I’m watching Battlestar). 

Native Urban Animals: a Dichotomy.
I have enough of this kind of stuff to consider a coffee table book.

Native Urban Animals: a Dichotomy.

I have enough of this kind of stuff to consider a coffee table book.

Ode to Ice Cube.

Ode to Ice Cube.

Who will hold you once I’m gone?

Who will hold you once I’m gone?