Paradise Lost

Koos Raubenheimer Dam just outside of Oudtshoorn, Western Cape, South Africa.

Everchanging

And darkness fell across the whole land

I'm taking it back. It belongs to me. I won't sell it again.

Jaco & Dene 12 April 2014: Sneak Peek

I was standing on the back of a pick up 4x4, in my drenched gumboots and socks, in the middle of a dam. The couple were alone on the island. It was like a dream. The light was absolutely perfect, like destiny. I realised I was holding my breath while I was shooting. The world stands still, everything drops away. Just the light. What a great honour.

Psych Rock

Been listening to this album so much: The Very Wicked

The Good Red Road

"Hear me, four quarters of the world--a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is! Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds.

Great Spirit, Great Spirit, my Grandfather, all over the earth the faces of living things are all alike. With tenderness have these come up out of the ground. Look upon these faces of children without number and with children in their arms, that they may face the wind and walk the good road to the day of quiet.
This is my prayer; hear me!"

- "Black Elk's Prayer for All Life"

Dusk Overberg

My 38th Birthday Bash

Not everybody could make it to my crazy birthday bash so here's what you missed.....Things got really wild, we listened to loud music, we ran around half naked on a deserted beach, we scored some rocks, we ate sand, we swam in our undies, we climbed over fences and chased some birds and then watched them get high. Then we drove home and some of us even passed out in the car.

Things haven't changed that much. I had the most perfect day. 

Damn.

You don't want to be a robot ghost, Occupied inside a human host, Analyzed and cloned relentlessly, Synthesized until they set you free.

Lucky Breaks

Simpsons Intro Clouds

12 o'clock

Stay Tuned

Well there’s a crazy moon, been up all week
And it’s messing with the things that I think and do
And I find myself staring at a screen
wondering how far we’ve come since the death of cool
There ain’t no targets to aim for
No more mountains to climb
At least they’re not where they used to be
Why even keep it hard in a flat-lined world
where every piece of dung is the next big thing
What’s gonna happen now?
Will the good guys pull through somehow?
Stay tuned till next time and we’ll see what’s what
Now the boys upstairs with all their best and worst intentions
know that chaos always wins out in the end
They don’t got your back
so use your imagination
and be pretty goddamned careful how you choose your friends
So hold each other tight now and look into each other’s eyes
Don’t be too impressed with the ones above
‘Cause the world’s getting shaved by another drunken barber
and you gotta build your trust with the ones you love
Well the lies keep coming tough
We need wings to stay above
Stay tuned till next time and we’ll see what’s what