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Miss Kay Valentine
Photo is outdated from last year but I finally got around to editing it. I have to admit my lighting and editing skills have improved in the past year...
Lisa Kim Fleming
I know I've been threatening this for the past couple years now but this will more than likely be the last post on this site. I will be moving my portfolio site onto Zenfolio and the coinciding blog to either Blogger.com or Wordpress.
It has been a great 8 years on Xanga but everyone that I started with no longer updates. My style and interests have changed and you no longer are interested. Maybe because I'm getting old. It was a good run tho. Hope all of you the best.
http://www.dlsstudiosla.com
http://www.wordsworthstone.com
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| There's this haze in my words, it lingers like a foggy drive back from San Diego to our Angeleno haven, early morning, sobering up and the only visibility is the future of the headlights gazing 15 steps ahead. It reminds me of a story of my youth, where we lived the life of the phony tough and the crazy brave. I've been far more fucked up then this, my homies can contest to that. Never mind my state of mind, we have a hero's story to tell. The monomyths that we place ourselves into daily. Birth. Childhood. Teens. Try/learn to be a man. Age. Age some more. And maybe, maybe somewhere in there you'll become the composition of memories that men talk stories about.
Top 5 Greatest Musicians. Top 5 Greatest Music Albums. Top 5 Film Directors of all Time. Top 5 Favorite Films. Top 5 Favorite Songs. Top 5 Worst Breakups. Top 5 Best Sex. Top 5 Greastest Top 5 Topics Explaining Who YOU Are. Sometimes when you're in the comfort of conversation, it's the most real conversation about trivial nothings you will discover about anyone's character.
Top 5 Greatest Moments Memorable in my Fucked Up State
#5. Freshman year high school, getting boo-bopped by P-side Dub in the boys' lockerroom for not snitching and sticking up for my brothers. Every blow was an addition to my pride for a youthful attempt at being a righteous man.
#4. Candy-flipping @ Bubblegum Crisis on my 18th birthday. Alicia, a girl I met in my hardcore days, somehow convinced everyone around us--my best homies and random e-puddlers--to sing happy birthday to me. It spread out to over a thousand complete strangers singing happy birthday without even knowing my name.
#3. Waking up next to you. And when you left, climbing into the spot you just occupied, absorbing the sense that you were there...for me.
#2. In college, on an archetypical sudden escape to a distant city, San Francisco. Waking up on the floor of Keelay's apartment in the Mission district, the disarray of delinquent savage bastards lay around me; beer bottles sandbagged, ashtrays filled with the conversation pieces of the previous night and my hat lay where I'd rest for the weekend. Walking down the hill in the early morning for pupusas and bottled Cola the Mexican way, seeing the hustle of immigrants laboring towards their dreams. By 10:30 AM, we had already re-upped at the liquor store with several 40oz's of Steel Reserve and Marlboro reds. On Keelay's balconey, you could view all of the Mission onwards to the city, so we sat there, drank and chatted about everything I can't remember. Most of you would backpack through Europe, I'll take that memory instead.
#1. Big Bear. Wake-and-bakes for almost 96 hours and the most clarity of mind in 3 years. A story to be told but not like this...
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Fashionable Kay Valentine
It's hard to update lately because I've been working on several projects at once. You'll see them coming out sometime in the next year or so. I'll drop some names as hints, DLS Studios, Wordsworth Stone, Delinquent Lifestyle and 4PLAY. It's gets kinda lonely working with few just the real homies help. Instead, I remember, you can lose money chasing women and friends, but you'll never lose friends and women chasing money. '08 is the year. |
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