August, December, December.
I can walk all day in this city when it’s not raining. I look at the shops and see myself being a loyal customer in every one of them. I can’t stop myself from making photographs but my film (and only) camera lets me think about it a bit longer.
And so I think.
I would love to live here but knowing I’m just a bus ride away is a damn good deal. I’d love to have conversations with people I don’t know because we know we are connected. It’s as simple as that. I like to be unseen. I’d like to own knee-high brown boots. As soon as I find the best spot overlooking the Pacific, I hope I have a cup of coffee in my hand.