rooted

radishes
new haven, connecticut
film

interactive

apollo
los angeles, california
film

late night chinese

fireworks
guilford, connecticut
film

arrested aliens

the preparation
abandoned summer camp, connecticut
film

the team
abandoned summer camp, connecticut
film

squiggled wishes

"before i die" chalkboard
new haven, connecticut
film

lucid dreaming

blue triangles
osheaga, montreal, canada
film

accidents

ghosted foot
film

turn the world around

pick-up skating
malibu, california
film

underpassed

tagged sidewalk
new haven, connecticut
film

the club

apollo
malibu, california
film

yesterday

i like talking without words

most of the time when we use words,

what ends up falling out of our mouths

is exactly that, just falling

free falling really, with that empty feeling in my belly

i would rather my energy rise then fall

and by just raising an eyebrow 

or the corner of a mouth

so much more is heard than falling words

i think the next gift i give will be a song with a big pretty bow

the bow will match the color of the song of course

my gift would have no words

or maybe weird words that no one could understand with language

that way when whoever opened my gift listened

it would be a little test

what would they make of

the tingling in their fingertips

or the buzzing in their stomach

or that swelling blob feeling in their chest 

if they could make a language out of that,

yeah...i think they would pass

johnny
saratoga springs, new york
film

bulletproof

sandals and a bike
new haven, connecticut
film

warped

"inside out" face
new haven, connecticut
film

wind tunnels

if you're interested, check out the projects i've been working on all summer here in new haven!

http://www.facebook.com/BeforeIDieNhv

phase 1: stencil
new haven, connecticut
film

http://www.insideoutnhv.com/

"inside out" eyes
new haven, connecticut
film

backyard games

sometimes the summer air can be intoxicating

you know, when you breathe in and can taste bits of grass 

or those purple flowers that grow on the side of the road? 

when i can run around naked because the wind has finally decided to play nice with my skin

i think it's a drug

i mean it is addicting
and it makes me feel lighter and higher and giggly

that feeling of never wanting it to end and dreading how the come down will feel this time
summer somehow convinces me that the only thing i need to worry about is catching fireflies

summer is a drug grown by the mountains and sea and sky

just so the mountains and sea and sky can chuckle at how silly us humans get

you have to admit, we get pretty silly

and then we say our reason for being silly and wanting to skinny dip 

or soak watermelon in tequila 

or smooch under fireworks, is because of summertime

i guess summer is like a lucid dream then

you can mold and shift it to what you want

but it's not exactly reality 

i mean it's one reality but it seems a little too perfect

things that are too perfect are dangerous

i guess that's why summertime doesn't last

nothing that perfect should

johnny
family reunion, connecticut
film