where could I be?

I haven't the foggiest notion what's going on here. am I in a cellar? is this the last photograph of a man losing his mind, falling to pieces, locked away and forgotten about? well, maybe not the last, but still. where is this?

INABIT

james bought a moped off ebay for $11. it was a honda hobit, or if you happen to be the predictive text on my phone, an inabit. which is how long it'll be before I get there. "when will you be here?" "in a bit." anyway, james bought it, then we drove to get it, then he fixed it, and I traded him some shit for it, and now I ride it everywhere. the top picture is my favorite picture of a moped I've ever taken.

atwtr: tried taking pictures of trees

through a mega dirty window. accidental radness once again.

atwtr: awesome accidental arianna

my camera started acting glitchy at the end of the roll. this is what came out. thanks for sort of breaking, camera!

playing with the mamiya at night, vol two.

trav brought a video show, pretty blur, more pretty blur.

playing with the mamiya at night, vol one.

fuck a flash. dark = low frame's per second. some alright pics, but nothing mind blowing. portland/trav wiggins/judy whatever judy's last name is/justin fowler

still appreciating the pretty accidents like this:

it's true.

the now obligatory beginning of roll accidental shot.

I like the fuck ups, what can I say?

accidents! part two. I'm sure it'll continue.

yup. shit gets wacky sometimes.

accidents!

I mean, I totally spent hours setting up this multiple exposure. for sure.