Spaghetti Tree
Flight of the Swallows at Ponce City Market presented by The Creatives Project.

Flight of the Swallows at Ponce City Market presented by The Creatives Project.

I challenge you to a game of prison H.O.R.S.E.
Old Atlanta Prison Farm.

I challenge you to a game of prison H.O.R.S.E.

Old Atlanta Prison Farm.

Short little ukulele cover of Buena Vista Social Club’s “Chan Chan.” I think I’m having latency issues with Audacity again…oh well.

It’s a Foldout! Atlanta Prison Farm, 7 August 2014.

It’s a Foldout! Atlanta Prison Farm, 7 August 2014.

Atlanta: Capital of vehicle-based Kookery.

Atlanta: Capital of vehicle-based Kookery.

Blood!

Blood!

Signpainter, NYC. 8 May 2011.
Random old photo post.

Signpainter, NYC. 8 May 2011.

Random old photo post.

For me, the biggest problem with social media is not its contribution to surveillance culture (though there’s that, of course), rather it’s its imperative to simplify: social relations, politics, language. […] It memes them, which is precisely what governments would most like us to do. To reduce everything to the easiest possible bit of information—enough to make you feel, not enough to make you think.
Sweetwater Creek, Ga. 4 July 2014

Sweetwater Creek, Ga. 4 July 2014

Sweetwater Creek, Ga. 4 July 2014.

Sweetwater Creek, Ga. 4 July 2014.


Spaghetti Tree turned 5 today!

Aw, they grow up so fast.

Spaghetti Tree turned 5 today!

Aw, they grow up so fast.

Failed attempt at photographing lightning.

Failed attempt at photographing lightning.

I made an art.

I made an art.

Heron on the roof. Ft. Walton Beach, Florida. 25 May 2014

Heron on the roof. Ft. Walton Beach, Florida. 25 May 2014

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spaghettitree:

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When I was home over the Memorial Day weekend I found an old cassette tape with an interview with my grandfather on it that my older brother made for a high school biography project. His stories were endlessly fascinating, but the most striking part is his description of walking around Nagasaki after the bomb hit, which is excerpted above.

It’s crazy to hear so many stories I’ve never heard before. It was also nice to hear my grandfather’s voice—I was pretty young when he died.

(Reblogging this post from Memorial Day two years ago)

Annual Memorial day self-reblog.