2015 was a good year, a fortuitous year, a portentous year, a joyous year, a busy year, a sad year, an awesome year. a year that i swear featured more auspicious coincidences than usual.and more excellent full moons and blood moons and inspirational moons than ever before
another year in which we lived the country / city life, but mostly city, cuz NYC is bonkers with work for scenics with scenic flair.
it was a totally great year in which some seriously true and lifelong friends were met. i hope these dudes are always around, or within text or celly reach, and happy and healthy and cool, forever, for real...
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2015 started out incredibly cold.
i drew a couple ink brush pieces for a show at hooloon gallery in philly.
i got
snowed in and iced in and frozen solid in brooklyn for what seemed like
months. but worked really hard regardless on The Knick, kitted out in
carhartt cover alls on 9 degree days outside.
i was living in my head & daydreaming of the spring's return all day everyday from january to march.
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and
when march finally hit and the sun started warming the earth, the trees and
the top of my head, something turned and hit the switch inside my brain,
and Joy and Peace and Warmth and Love started percolating up my spine
and radiating across my crown. the crocuses across our land back in
stony run woke up and popped up. the beautiful sunny spring of 2015 had
begun.
so much wine, so much fun, culminating in the beautiful month of May '15.
(the first thirsty thursday at achilles heel)
(TBD greenpoint)
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and then the summer was just as good, with a new pad in greenpoint and
beautiful sunny days to work in, on the roofs of buldings all
around NYC, making Daredevil, that netflix show look so awesome. and
just like the spring, the summer of 2015 peaked in stony run during the height of a big party back at our place, under a magnificent full
moon and shroomz, with the 829 brothers and sisters i'd already
spent my year with so closely, all released from the confines of the
city and feeling light and happy and free.
we're a tight team.
('born to die, die in the gutter' ~ DISCHARGE)
("i'm in love with today" up on a rooftop in LIC)
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the
fall, like always, was one of lengthening shadows and browns and golds
and writing and poems and melancholy, right up to today, the last day of the year. reading in
brooklyn at achiles then down in philly at brickbat, with good friends,
that was good times. and xBlackxShirtsxMatterx, on tour in our minds through cool cities and far off islands adrift in oceans of the world on
nights with angel's wings sprouting out our shoulders and unfurling, on
the Endless Summer Tour i hope will never end. lit by warm halogen yellow
streetlamps on brick wall backdrops & sidewalks in new york city.
it
was all wonderful feels, even when my mother died (i was happy for her
that she split this veil of tears peacefully and finally got back to
where she'd pined to be, probably since leaving the philippines of her youth).
(xBLACK SHIRTS MATTERx)
(tara fursaxa on the hill in stony run. she rules. i love her)
(i heart gil riley)
(solstice spiral to walk inside, pine boughs & straw, by mike rimm. at wideass estate)
( me and little sister smoking in front of church at our mom's sad funeral)
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right
up to now, the last day of the year. the last day of what has been a
pretty excellent, important year, flowing along too quickly toward the
future. i hope 2016 will be just as righteous...
come out to stony run and hike up to the Pinnacle with us tomorrow morning, start the year off right.
((((all the above photos by me mostly, and beth and cat and will too, all copyrights reserved by us, dont hork them wiithout telling me ok?))))
