"Social distancing? They care not. Having the choice to rather be six feet under than spend one’s life six feet apart should be everyone’s God-given right, and they simply have the courage to claim it, standing tall and stalwart like oaks in a storm."
"Sometimes, when we’re bored, hungover, or both, we just wander around, dizzy from the carbon monoxide accumulating in our muzzles, and giggle like glue-sniffing teens at unwittingly naughty chain store names like Elf Sack, Hotwind and Chlitina."
"Looking back at these intimate, oddly alluring portraits now, I am grateful to have captured the shadow of humanity that still haunted those addled faces on the daily descent into zombiedom."
"I guess my blue eyes gave me away. And the bulky Nikon on my hip probably didn’t help. Perhaps she thought I was a brash Russian spy. Or even worse, a rogue American tourist."
"With the winds of change now ripping the globe apart, no matter if you are proud, ashamed or afraid of the flag you are destined to stand under, remember that you are always free to make up your own mind. This is a right, not a privilege. And it’s sure as fuck worth fighting for."
"Over time, one seems to just get used to it and go with the synthetic crystalline flow, paying precious little mind to the muddy depths beneath. It’s all about smoke and mirrors. Hair and make-up. Tits and teeth, baby."