what is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. but we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.


japan, may 2015.
only snaps of certain scenes, but most of our lives there went uncaptured. no camera to disturb the real presence, no photographs to document our kicks in the far eastern nights. swings and smoke, onwards and upwards, if not you and me then who