Was Crying For Release Then It Was Gone

Before I Knew I Was Up To My Neck, The Last Toe Leaving Ground, First Time We Danced

These are a few of the first pictures I developed in the darkroom.

It's Your Hands, Your Heart, Your Lip

I Don't Know Why

And The Screeching Bluejays Seem, To Form Her Name When Screaming

These somehow managed to look like paparazzi photos of David and Lee. Like, can we just have a normal day shopping at Sear's? What is with you people!?

















Shoert Barefoot.

Stuart Barefoot.

Why Do You Have To Go And Make Things So Complicated

In The Way You're Walking To Me, From The Timbers, Faded From The Winter