3.25.17 - Danielle V. Feeding her baby at the first Swamp Meet swap meet at back to the grind in downtown riverside. Photo by me.
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3.25.17 - Danielle V. Feeding her baby at the first Swamp Meet swap meet at back to the grind in downtown riverside. Photo by me.
3.25.17 - melissa, queen of the Swamp Meet
3.25.17 - All of the lovely vendors from the first Swamp Meet swat meet.
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I'd Take You Like A Shot
I sat on the edge of his bed And he looked at me As if it were the first time I'd been there. He moved with intent, With total conviction. He sat next to me And laid me down, As he lightly kissed me For the first time in months, He breathed into my ear "What if this time I was different?" - B.V.
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Made a hand lever press out of found materials in a day to use for block printing, linoleum, and my rubber stamps.
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Carved a simple 1" x 3" rubber stamp for my friends delivery service, "zooted" apparently a rap lyric meaning to be high as fuck. I think.
Untitled Collage, Daniel Aaron Flores, 2011.
Junkie dreams, collage, Daniel Aaron Flores, 2011.
Existence is an absolute that is asserted without reference to anything else. It is identity. But in this reference to himself [soi-même], man perceives a type of duality. His identity with himself loses the character of a logical or tautological form; it takes on a dramatic form, as we will demonstrate: In the identity of the I [moi], the identity of being reveals its nature as enchainment, for it appears in the form of suffering and invites us to escape. Thus escape is the need to get out of oneself, that is, to break that most radical and unalterable binding of chains, the fact that I [moi] is oneself [soi-même].
Emmanuel Levinas from On Escape (via mothwood)