A little piece of a photo shoot I did with a painter friend of mine. I love her old crock of brushes.
This is perfection for me… It’s just… Just perfect! Honestly… Like pizzas’n beers!
I walked into a classroom where some young Tibetan students were practicing their chants, and all the kids suddenly grew very focused and well-behaved on account of the visitor. Except for this guy, who started laughing at me. Then he started laughing at himself laughing. Then he started laughing that he couldn’t stop laughing at himself laughing.
This happens a lot… With me.