
I took this photo back in the good old days. My friend Domes had just picked up some new kicks and as usual we were bored at work. I always liked the colors of his shoes and we used to flip colorways for garments based on his new kicks.
thx Domes

I took this photo back in the good old days. My friend Domes had just picked up some new kicks and as usual we were bored at work. I always liked the colors of his shoes and we used to flip colorways for garments based on his new kicks.
thx Domes


DUMBFOUNDED | COY

Sometimes I get so caught up in technology, the future, and the world of the matrix that i forget how precious and satisfying old school feels.
I recently spent hours at a book store feeding my imagination. From Swiss Graphic Design Books, to a Memoir for every Playboy Cover Girl in the whole 6,000 years of it being published, to drawing books.
Drawing is something I have always loved, but my obsession and careers in computers and modern day “hobbies” has led me away from the fun and simplicity of led on paper.
So I bought a drawing book and I am taking it old school with a pencil and paper. And these are some of my drills. My goal: to have developed my own unique character by Jan 1st. Stay Tuned.

Greg came home with this sticker today. He was going though his desk and just happened upon it by coincidence. I can’t help but feel for Adam “DJ AM” Goldstein. He was one of two survivors in last year’s plane crash, the other being Travis Barker. Surviving such a traumatic situation is a difficult thing that some never recover from. I remember seeing TRVSDJAM at the Roxy last year and again at the Wiltern on New Year’s Eve. Both were amazing shows. Adam’s skills are unmatched.
Though I didn’t know him personally, I can tell that he was loved and admired from the amount of respect being paid from those that did. I was really looking forward to seeing him spin again this coming Tuesday at Palms with, what I consider to be, 3 of the most influential and talented DJs ever; MixMaster Mike, DJ Jazzy Jeff and DJ AM. My thoughts and blessings go out to those close to him.
Good night sweet prince. You will be missed.

Its been a little over 2 years since we made the move out here to LA and while some of us were more familiar with the city from previous adventures, last night was the first night I felt I could call LA my home. Watching “The Soloist” and recognizing all the locations really put a sense of how much I love this city and how familiar I have become with different landmark locations. From the Los Angeles Times building to Grand Ave to La Cita, there are so many great spots filled with great memories and experiences. And though I can’t say I see myself residing permanently in LA, I believe I will always have a deep love for this city.
I haven’t completely finished watching it just yet, but The Soloist is a great movie. The writing and direction is impressing, giving the viewer a real sense of what it would be like to be in the mind of someone losing touch with reality. Living in Los Angeles, we see individuals on a daily basis that have been deemed crazy by “normal” society standards. It’s hard to relate to these individuals because they have their own sense of what they believe is reality. But what truly is reality? Is it what we see as the truth? The general view of the natural world?
They hatin, patrollin they tryin to catch be writin dirty.