Here's my poem I wrote for if i wrote poetry:

lost deep in the labyrinth of the fallout bunker we pass the time
pretending we are chilean miners with rescue on its way
playing hide and seek together and smoking cigarettes far from the adults and sometimes we take off our underwear together
weeping
for sun drenched laugh-leaning above
when the giger counter doesn't crackle
like old vinyl.



It's been a long time. Wow. The last journal entry was me waiting for my new computer monitor and that was 5 years ago! The monitor has served me well!

In the mean time, I've gotten married to my sweetheart, almost died from swine flu and had about a years worth of 8 doctors to fully recover, which was a very humbling experience giving me a new appreciation for being alive!

During the sick period I was too fatigued to get out and shoot so I wrote screenplays in the meantime, but now that my energy is back I have an itch for the visual arts again and especially want to try out some visual concepts that I came up with in the writing phase, so looking for models for future collaborations.