Occupation(s): line cook

Hobbies: drawing, obsessing over cameras that I can't afford, skateboarding, builing high output compact fluorescent lights, teens

Interests: lighting,

Music: american analog, elliott smith, lou reed, mozart opera's, nick drake, Philip Glass, Roy orbison, Tom Waits, will oldham,

Films (Non-Medicine): the shining, animal love, dog days, visitor Q, Eraserhead, brothers quay, Of freaks and men, teerminator 2, gremlins,sweet and lowdown, anything besides aquatic themes from pixar.

Books: white noise, the painted bird, the B and H lighting catalog, Illuminitus trilogy,1984, carlos casteneda( the first couple, tales of power) YO.

Artists: roger ballen, maya deren, egon schiele, eugene smith, Ulrich Seidl,francis bacon, nan goldin,

Heroes: Victor Navarro Jr., billy

Enemies: haters must die

Dreams: Anger toward the place I came from, my Mother. The words I developed to describe this terrible affliction were for my own convenience. The organism was once human, now mutilated and pursuing alternate forms on the filthy mattress. An incomprehensible alien mass ,oblivious to the confusion and horrific neasea it brought on, tranquilly devouring or expanding itself into something entirely new and disturbing. The attractive asian woman developed an enticing transitory lover that fused us together in extacy. .We were the three of us, alone on the floor unsuccessfully attempting to block the entrance with the crown of our head as the intruder demanded visual confirmation about this peculiar transformation.

Quote: "we though many, are of one", dude on shrooms