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August 13th, 2015

Hexagon 1000


HEXAGON 1000 – I Was There 69 Days – I Mapped 1,165,755 Sq Ft – I Made 13,987 Photographs – A Preview

All My Love, V


She Signed Her Note – All My Love, V & Then I Told 18 Short Stories
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Your Will Finally Let You Leap… For 18 Stories & A Handful Of Seconds, V Could Fly

August 12th, 2015

Anno VII & VI



Every July 11, I make a book of photographs. This book is year number seven. I went to the woods and stared at a clock, waiting in the dark for midnight so I could begin. When the day began in the middle of night, I moved among the trees I found.

Later this day in the sunlight, I found a dark place and I stayed there waiting. I had made an open request to photograph all the women I knew as well as a request on the Internet to any that would agree. In this dark place, I photographed each woman that answered these calls the exact same way, twice.

When the outside became dark again, I found another area made of wood and began photographing the trees I found there as well. I did this until the clock again struck midnight.

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Every July 11, I make a book of photographs. This book is year number six.

August 11th, 2015

Dream Song


Dream Lot Here, This Place Was Made For You To Believe

August 10th, 2015

Eve Wood Five



Sunset Dawn


August 9th, 2015

May Ten Ten


On The Day I Was Born I Took My Gift To Give Away & I Risked The Nature Of My Blood

The Hour I Was Deaf


On 13 April 2010, I Was Given A Scar – This Is What It Looked Like 7:30PM-8:30PM

August 8th, 2015

Memorial Day & Night


“________ Had A ________ Last Week” – At 22 Weeks
My Parents Married Each Other, 45 Years Ago
1 Nude Woman Played Me The Cello
And 8 Strangers Let Me Hear Them Cry Out
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7 Days & 7 Nights

August 7th, 2015

One Christmas


Christmas Eve

Christmas Day

August 6th, 2015

How I Learn



What I Saw, This 4th Day, Of This 5th Month, That Year


When I turned 18, America forcibly taught me my life was less valuable than a woman’s. I don’t know where you’re from. I don’t know what you learned. I don’t know how you learned it. I know I didn’t invite you here. I know I didn’t ask you anything. I know I didn’t say anything to you. I don’t know what you want from me. I don’t know if you want my money. I don’t know if you want my attention. You just appeared here all on your own, a MAPS spelled backwards, deaf, mute and blind to any real me, seeing you. I waited for you to leave, as is my nature, but my source of energy died.

So how did you know how old I almost was? How do you know I shave my head? How did you know it’s hard to be me? How did you know I cannot catch on? How do you know I don’t know what I am doing? How did you know I am an asshole? How did you know I am terrified of you? Do you really think I am fine?

Do you really want to thank me?

They Don’t Get Life The Way I Get It


Dead Man Circle


I Travelled To The Place Of A Powerful Dead Man & I Looked In Every Direction At Once

August 5th, 2015

Air Man Come Home


Air Force Airman 1st Class Corey C. Owens

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August 4th, 2015

Battalion 18 & 911


Battalion 18, Lifeforce 92, Patient DOA, Notify Arson
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It felt like an emergency, so I wanted to call 911

This Is White Oak

August 3rd, 2015

Cold Cake



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