the first day of being back is always the best. i exist in a kind of travel time, stuck somewhere between deja vu and dream, where everything is familiar and new, at the same time. it lets me see wherever it is that i am living from a totally different perspective, it allows newness to sneak back into the picture. a kind of suspension of disbelief.  i think that no matter what it is you do, that you need to get away from it every once in awhile, in order to maintain a healthy and alive perspective on it. so, here is a little remembrance of that little get away, still fresh on the scene.
intelligentsia, venice beach
intelligentsia, silver lake
big sur, california
my girls
boccalone, san francisco
big sur, california
paper or plastik, los angeles
sunset from griffith park observatory, los angeles