Ghent, here we come!

A few years ago Ed and I were very fortunate to find ourselves in Ghent, Belgium. Well, I was lucky, for Ed was invited to have a solo show at the SMAK Museum. This show was to kick off a 3 City European  tour for Ed's mid-career art survey. So being the first stop, we had to spend the most time here, I think it was about 3 weeks. But since his show, if we happen to be anywhere close to here then you can bet I'll book us a train, a hotel and just settle right in like a home away from home. I love this place...

Less then two weeks away!!

Walking in L.A.

Missing our walks.

It's been about a month since I've gone downtown H.B. to shoot. I miss it. Miss the people watching. Or lurking, whatever you want to call it... But I know this is just a temporary set back. And I should probably just shut up about it.

The last time I ever saw Fugazi play.

In 2001 Ed, our friend Geoff and I decided to drive out to Tucson Arizona to see Fugazi play a show and then afterward they could get some skating in.

After the show Ian encouraged me to come to a couple of more if I didn't have to get back home right away.

So, Ed and Geoff dropped me off at car rental place and I was ready to follow along for a bit. But then another friend of ours, who was also driving behind the band said he would pick me up from the rental place and to return my car. So I did. We caught up with Fugazi that night at a venue in Phoenix, Arizona called the Celebrity Theater. It was a great show, the stage in the middle rotated 360degrees. I think Joe expressed concern about getting dizzy playing in circles. No one got sick. These photos were not from that show. The next day we drove to Tuba City, Arizona to see them play at Grey Hills High School. This was the very last time I had the pleasure, the honor of seeing one of my favorite bands ever. April 13th, 2001. I don't rub it in much but Ed definitely blew it by not coming along with me!

The luck of the Italians.

Or not.

Just walking around.

I absolutely love when I come across kids wearing Crass shirts, especially when they don't have a mohawk. Main Street to the pier, Huntington Beach. 2012