After the funeral, we went back to Indy’s house to unwind. In the kitchen, while hunting for comfort food, I asked if I could take her portrait. “I’m all cried out,” she replied.

She let me take her picture, anyway.

Did my morning yoga, jogged to the top of Bernal Heights, and ate a perfectly ripe peach from the corner store. Now I’m going to get cuted up, head to the East Bay, and celebrate the birth of this sexy, lesbian bitch, Indy. She’s my bestie and she also answers to Indyanna, Lil Man, Gayhead, Ms. Garcia, Lezzbfriend, Indigo, and Alysiah.

If you like weed and you feel like celebrating, too, follow her here.

Another from the Teenage Wasteland series I shot during Digital Photo class. Black and white pictures of high school graduates, un-enrolled in college and unsure or what to come.

I call this, “Thizz Like A Lil Man”