K oas .... what else can be said ... a man a monicer ... loosly knit ... tightly woven ... i swear that i know no one else with as many hunter ES . type picture ... gonzo ... not just for the nose ... but for the experience !

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It's always a ripple, a random happening, a revisionist re-writing of hysterical histories...
My encounters have been seldom, but full of inspiration. It happens in random places... coffeeshops in cowtown, subway tunnels in T.O., and a dusty desert that is the whole world... I am always impressed to see where the endless forward motion is leading him now, energized by bouncing ideas back and forth like a couple of Peking pinpong champions.

And he's making it real. I dream of a video-camera; he's got it on his shoulder. It's a challenge, a dare, a demand that I need to make it happen too, to be determined to the dream like he is. Wry humour, a voracious curiosity, a creative drive that only goes in fast or faster... Can't wait until he comes east, there's so much trouble to get into.