Violet Winter

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The 365: Day 525



Wednesday, June 9, 2010 (160/525)

The Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup. Look at how much I care.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

The 365: Day 524



Tuesday, June 8, 2010 (159/524)

Struggling to stay alive.

Monday, June 7, 2010

The 365: Day 523



Monday, June 7, 2010 (158/523)

And here’s me doing this.





Making hundreds of Violet Winter album samplers.





1600 to go.





CDs for the streets.





Post Green Dolphin, Boom Boom Room.





Stray-Puss.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

The 365: Day 522



Sunday, June 6, 2010 (157/522)

Finally making I home after being out at Die Tonight.






Pussy.





Late night something or other.

Friday, June 4, 2010

The 365: Day 520



Friday, June 4, 2010 (155/520)

You stand to the side
when the amtrak speeds by
close our eyes and pretend
that it's going to hit us
and try to decide
as the amtrak speeds by
to live or die, to live or die
well, oh well





You know I love toot my own horn, but I still have to say, I’m quite pleased with myself in regards to this photo.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

The 365: Day 519



Thursday, June 3, 2010 (154/519)

Elevator. Meeting a dude regarding a Violet Winter thing.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

The 365: Day 518



Wednesday, June 2, 2010 (153/518)

Violet Winter watching the Blackhawks lose after rehearsal.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The 365: Day 517



Tuesday, June 1, 2010 (152/517)

BP hooks me up with all my petrol. There’s never a line. Everyone makes mistakes, that’s my they put erasers on pencils, and have abortion clinics.





I was accosted in this alley on All Hollow’s Eve 2005.





U! S! A! – U! S! A!

Monday, May 31, 2010

The 365: Day 516



Monday, May 31, 2010 (151/516)

Snap back to reality, Oh there goes gravity!

Sunday, May 30, 2010

The 365: Day 515



Sunday, May 30, 2010 (150/515)

Setting up the bracket for the annual Palisades Open Memorial Day Beer Pong Tournament.





Balls are flyin like on the set of a Vivid Video Production.





My teammate from Team Wolf – Pack.





We lost. But it still looks like I won.





Announcing the championship round.





The bracket.





What is this, Beauty Bar? Where the hell are my nipples?





Burn sucka.





I wanted to starts to leaps across it, but Jessie wouldn’t let me.





It’s going to be a good summer.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

The 365: Day 514



Saturday, May 29, 2010 (149/514)

I have a nightly view of the sunset over Lake Michigan from the bedroom in my Michigan cottage. As I sit in my bed, this is what I see. The camera is not doing justice to the actual colors and contrast of the true beauty, but here you go. Sit on it.





Some broad.





Brogle.





Small fire – physically and socially.





Subtle ad for Busch Light.





I have a problem with being pumped out onto the beach just feet from where we have our fire. This doesn’t look sanitary. Where is the board? Why are they allowing this?





Cease The Day snaps a pic of Smelliot The Skunk with his camera, as Dogle and Brogle chill in the background.





The last man standing. The fire is out. The rowdies have crashed. And one man stands alone reflecting on the nights that this beach has seen.