here are the first sxsw pictures. they are all from jasper's house, which is where we slept with ten other people every night we were there. jasper is the illest dude. i came back from austin feeling a resparked flame of wanting to live there. when i ponder why that flame got resparked, i mostly just think it's because jasper is rad. thanks jasper. once i fuck with tyler's negative scanner there will be photos from places other than this living room.
and back home, michael displays my fine art forever.