Friday, March 14, 2014

...the life series

"Good Friends We've Lost"
A hundred miles an hour down Pacific Coast Highway in Wilmington; we thought those days and nights would never end.
Eleven young adults haphazardly crammed into a 1984 brown Chevy Camaro Iroq Z-28 with two-tone brown interior, chrome Trans Am rims, and three ten inch kickers in back.
Candle lit vigils strewn across the pavement like candy.
So commonplace, you forget that someone lost their life, or rather, had their life taken.
‘Gone but not forgotten’ is all they can say.
The setting sun kissed the candles just before it went away.
Viva la luz

 "Good Friends We Have"
No one knows his real age or name for that matter, but he is most commonly referred to as B.L.E.S., The Prince of Cambodia, or Yung So What.
They say he is over 100 years old and that he’s never slept, but I don’t believe that kind of superstition.
Like Sacajawea, he’s led us through the alleys and back-roads of Los Angeles.
Narrowly evading the authorities (and sometimes not) in search of cuisine and adventure.
Chinatown, K-town, Little Tokyo, the Arts District, East Los, Echo Park, the Harbor Area.
From 10pm to 6am, we put our lives in his hands and he guides us to the other side.
Viva la noche

Thursday, January 23, 2014

...femme fatale

Just a reminder that all of our shirts are fully customizable.

Modeled by fashion icon Alysia Vigil

Photos by the legendary Olinda Plancarte

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

...the origins series

Photographs by the infamous Joshua Araujo of San Pedro Tattoo.

'For Mom' was inspired by my mother's childhood street, Jackrabbit Lane in Scottsdale.
Built in the early 1960s, it's an enclosed community bordering Carson and Wilmington, California.
Broken dreams amidst broken glass.
No guests after midnight.
Someone once scraped "FUCK YOUR LIFE" on my car window.

'For Pops' was inspired by my father's place of employment.
He's a roughneck at the Tesoro refinery bordering Carson and Wilmington, California.
Two years ago, my dad was working his shift with his best friend Willy and a few other guys.
A railcar ran through the loading rack and pinned Willy.
My dad bolted over to his assistance, but instead found his best friend cut in half.
My dad told me that he fell to his knees crying. Then he started praying.

William Barry Wise (1957 - 2011)

An earlier blog post about my dad and the refinery

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Thursday, August 29, 2013

...artist spotlight 1

This is the first in (hopefully) a series of intermittent artist spotlights.
I've selected six songs from these artists.
If they're not already, maybe they can be a part of your life as well.
Make a playlist of these songs and let them play in the background while you're driving, or at work, or cutting vegetables.
Slowly but surely it will begin to become apparent.
You are a hero on a hero's quest.
And are exactly where you should be.

Billy Corgan

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

...I once was lost

Majestic photo series done by the insanely talented Joshua Araujo of San Pedro Tattoo.
Modeled by the roller blading phenom Patrick Smith.

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Friday, August 16, 2013

...I only got love

...for those who support.

The one and only Sage Francis sporting the original "For Pops" shirt. I think I'm going to resurrect this one soon...

Sage Francis Vine post

Here's one of my favorite Sage Francis songs from his 2005 album A Healthy Distrust.

Sage Francis - Jah Didn't Kill Johnny


My amazing, uncompromising co-worker Dani Duran showing her love with an owl tattoo from my Sad Bird series a few years back.

Tattoo done by Abel at Graffiti Palace