Paint Yourself Shimmering Black

“A filigranic rubber-twisting kid. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, he moved as if he was from a different specie.”

A glimpse of Cuba

my… Bristol friends in their moments of true torment. This is how I imagine them to be, beyond the garishness of house or circus after parties. A caring balance act of friends as they carry each other’s darings and insecurities through the night of life.