That awkward moment when you leave your dog with your friend and run to go take pictures of a dead bird and they mutter “art majors” and roll their eyes but they aren’t mad and all is right with the world.

That awkward moment when you leave your dog with your friend and run to go take pictures of a dead bird and they mutter “art majors” and roll their eyes but they aren’t mad and all is right with the world.

Starting up another (hopefully to-be-filled) wall of drawings and art and things.

I think kataws is secretly a serial killer.

I think kataws is secretly a serial killer.

Testing this for a project.

Testing this for a project.

Taken at a creek that runs behind our neighborhood school. When I was a kid, my friend and I would wander around, make up countries and have adventures. Over the years, the paths through the trees have gotten more well-worn; the local kids have just kept coming. I still go back there every once in a while, but now that I’m about to leave home, it’s weird. I don’t know if I want to go back or just try to forget about it.

Max

Max