Indian War Whoop-end of 2013

What's your spaghetti policy here?

The hunter becomes the hunted - taken by my 4 yr old niece, Olivia

I've been walking Central Park. Singing after dark . People think I'm crazy.

Kyle

It aint' always easy

The job is to wake up every day and drain my heart of its heaviness

It's not so bad, but there is a nervous dread that rests in my belly

It is combated with the pulp of optimism, whether I'm fakin it or not

What really helps is to treat life exactly as it is

Random, dangerous, extreme, monotonous, everything.

Don't be shocked, don't be dull

I try to take it all

good and bad

because I know that there is no miracle place, no goal, no happy ending

no sad ending, really...

But I get these nerve bundles and I think they've been there the whole time

stressing about tornados and tsunamis at 6 years old

but I've learned to ebb the tide a little

day by day, hour by hour, sometimes

My job is to wake up in the morning

stare at life into it's endless eyes

and give and receive the truth

I tell her she's beautiful, I tell her she terrifies me

She says the same to me

And we both move on

We both do what we gotta do.

Jacob

Self portrait - 7 yrs bad luck