Saturday, April 17, 2010

Road Signs

I couldn't sleep last night for some reason...woke up at 7am feeling like a crack whore. My grandpa was watching tv, I noticed his finger was still by his mouth about an hour later. I couldn't stop laughing in my head over the thought that I kept thinking he was trying to look sexy for the pictures I was taking.

An hour and $2.56 worth of cheap coffee later I was on my little road trip to visit family in Guerneville. This escape is an isolated town well known for its tall trees and its aesthetic gay community. The sign read "Welcome to Guerneville" but in my head it read "Welcome back to the past". I felt a hint of nerviousness on the notion of seeing my family again and their reaction to all my piercings and tattoos...


I entered the small downtown area no larger than a football field, the place was flooded with several authentic "Mom and Pop" stores. It was nice to see that corperate america didn't have its filthy fucking hands everywhere. I spotted a dog..."Whats it looking at??"

The sign read "Nexus", it had a very captivating energy. The walls were covered in lucid artwork and elegant furniture from local artisians. In a child like awe I found myself standing in the middle of the place.


Nexus is run by Rex and Buck and they had a large assortment of organic, hand-made, original art work. It gave me a good taste of the aesthetic culture that thrives in such an accepting community. I now found a place of "Worth" to tell amanda about!!




Overall the shop was really friendly and could genuinely uplift anyones mood with its diverse artwork. You can check more of it out at Nexusorganic.com




I continued my journey nearing close to the 70yrd line ish area ha ha and walked by a vintage gay bar, two women walked out who seemd to be having the time of their lives. I decided to capture the beauty of it forever.


I decided to check out the local neighborhood, I went down some little road and ran into this fucking asshole. As I roamed around and had my face burried in my camera lens the little bastard would run up to my legs and try to bite me!! He somehome managed to chase me off but not before I took his dam picture, i named him "Bastard Hitler" :]
Side note: if you look at the middle of the picture, there is someone standing in the distance watching me, the white spec above the grass line is his arm. I didnt notice it untill I was uploading the pictures, wierd no?? I should go back and shit on his porch for not handling his dog ha ha.


I got to my families house, "fuck my life". To my surprise they weren't startled by my appearance lol. I was nothing less than a child when I last bared eyes on them. We had a quick dinner and talked about past issues, long story short everything was settled... unreal

The tree's really do tower over everthing, it was deffinately a relaxing, anxious, and unexpected adventure. I urge anyone who is really stressed to visit an isolated city and embrace it for a day.

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