The cop on the left tried to flex on me for this.

I guess the punk in me will forever have a problem with authority.

My man Reggie Watts in the Mission District. 

(Source: blackfashion)

Passion of the Christ

I finally photographed my neighbor, Lord! 

Bloody beef bones and couture boots on Mission street. 

The fellow who allowed me to make this photo is named Charles and he’s a sweetheart.

Tony

Bay feeding me mango at Thriftown on our anniversary. 

Mission St. delivery.

Home Renovation pt. 1

My hand, captured by Yeelen. 

I’m very interested in body language and the way people decide to pose for portraits. Tony just kind of levitates. 

Ran into Antonio today.

Today, Adrian and I agreed that we’re going to spend more time doing old people activities. Chillin’ on benches, playing chess, feeding pigeons and getting into the bingo scene. Who know’s how long we’ll live, so we’re cramming our retirement in increments.