a whale of a time

Things are getting weirder. Exhibit A: a dead humpback whale found in the York River in Gloucester, Virginia. 

Thanks Clay.

happy trails, furry friend

Today my mom texted me that she had to put our family dog to sleep, Poppi, and that her heart was breaking. It’s never easy saying goodbye to our furry family members, but the thing that upset me the most was hearing how upset my mother was. It’s times like these that the ice melts around my heart, and I am human again. Here’s a mobile pic that my mom sent me of Poppi, a companion and part of the family for 16 years. Happy trails…

happy boy

There is something slightly disturbing about the product design of Happy Boy Margarine. It looks like something you would find as a substitute for lube at your local sex shop…

…that can also make your muffins taste better than anything else you’ve ever eaten. Viva la happy boy!

prime real estate

“It’s a really quiet neighborhood…”

five o’clock shadow

Thanks Keith.

hasidic browsing

I rode the bus with this woman the other day who was obsessed with getting a picture of the Hasidic jews walking around in Williamsburg. The way she was acting, you’d think that she was on a guided safari tour, trying to capture the wildebeests in the Serengeti at just the right moment. Bitch gave me mobile phone envy, so I took my own picture of a Hasidic woman waiting for the bus.

the self portrait series: michael

This is the reason why I never allowed myself to be photographed when art directing stock shoots. They’ll just come back to haunt you. Imagine Michael’s surprise of being greeted by a full length representation of himself plastered on the side of the metro in Athens, Greece. A surreal self portrait in a strange land…

it’s all relative: Charlotte (Coco) Davis-Jeffers

This is Coco’s album cover. We took it on a family walk in the Adirondacks after having had the following conversation. My sister’s bf-for-life was practicing on drum pads for the Boredoms show and asked Coco if we were all in a band what should it be called? Her response: Quiet Moon. Recognizing brilliance, we continued the interview.
Aunty Fay: What does the band sound like?
Coco: Loud.
Uncle Butchy: Who plays what?
Coco: Well, all the adults play drums and my friends wear costumes. And I dance and teach ballet.
Aunty M (me): and what do I do?
Coco: You sing and wear the fanciest long dress ever. It’s red.
Aunty M: What do I sing?
Coco: I see your hiney, all white and shiny. If you don’t hide it. I’m gonna bite it.
I mean, seriously.
Love.

-Maya

pussy down by the ankles

Thanks Meg.

just hanging around

Thanks Luke.