stuffed van

we used to be dirtbags. now they call it van living. but we peed in bottles and went to sleep at 5 pm in the winter rain. Everything was soaking wet and we froze in the line up, with only our friends.

my new favorite critics, above HATE CRIME caller. boo fucking hoo- bootlicker 

and this nut who comes back or carries a can of rattle can grey around, redacting propaganda. 

locals only

here's to all of us surfers polluting the waves with our stinky wetsuits and  rotten booties

"locals only"  in case you don't know is painted on walls at surf spots to keep people away. thus localism.

happy Halloween ! shoot the head kill the ghoul !

Boo Capitalism !

shoot the head, kill the ghoul !

an homage to Jeffrey Lewis, the anti-folk singer 

whose streets ? No streets ! Tear up the concrete !

vasectomy now & fuck you both

LOOT / FORAGE

shoot them down

all guns

wait. . . they're all guns !?  this print is my first rejection from the New Yorker magazine ! i am hurt

from the streets of Seattle (settle)

Out on Lake -so called Washington !

Bike ride through SR 99 tunnel