inspired by Adee Roberson www.pineappleblack.blogspot.com

my coolest friends

My coolest friends. There's really no other way to explain why we hang out so often.

hot. young. queer.

this is how we do it! He was putting on glitter, naturally.

it's irrational but some shoes just make me look up to people..

hey baby

teething. but still pretty friendly

string grafitti

To whoever's doing it, I think this project is so cool. I don't even know if it's on purpose but it seems that they're untying string every week to make a new message. "Don't Fight It." And then this week; "Fight It." What's it going to say next?

butches in heaven

ali took this awesome photo and I put a couple of effects on it.

golden boy

is this me? is this you? did they paint our secret identities into the alley?

bak choi

how do food photographers manage to make everything look so immaculate? This is my photo of vegetables. It is not immaculate. It looks like it tastes: thick slimy green-black and delicious

flat chest

mm-hm just looking down and making sure

don't be lonely

just buy some sushi or whatever you can afford, and bike down to the lake with it

Art Gallery of Ontario Youth Council

mural fun with the Youth Council was one of the highlights of my summer

streetcar wire canopy

thea once wrote that her city is a canopy of streetcar wires. it's getting prettier all the time, in my mind

binder

the sex appeals

lovely bandmates

turning the leaf

new heart every day

brazen

To the beautiful writing of Camilla Gibb in Brazen Femme: “Black-cat girl-boy crossed my path like the harbinger of doom and promise, and the asphalt of the parking lot turned magenta. Grey world became technicolor, stomach became head and, I, I with my heart in my throat, became a femme.”

sometimes p.d.a. is p.d. cute

beach bum

Leelee needed a hand. It was pretty funny

ido tigmor

The pleasure of this book has been drawing the poses and faces of dear friends

sarah!

Half A Dick Creagan-Mihara - one of the greatest lyricists I've met. Responsible for hits like Japanese Lasagna and Butch Or Femme.

please hold hands

post G20 toronto, recovering from police brutality altogether.

My mother's birthday!

I drew my mother's favourite flowers onto a tshirt for her birthday yesterday but I didn't really think this through. I was thinking, white lilies, she loves these. But I didn't register that it would turn into a basically green tshirt. She never wears green. Hmm.

Anyhow, the second of my two favourite cancerians. xo

happy pride

roman candles

I love my pal kenji. We're both heartbroken, and it's pride so it's double. We were sitting there being pointlessly mad and I said, let's blow off some fireworks. So we went down to a convenience store, bought these, and hollered as they went off into the night.

butch loafer lady

my moving day

The outside of a fag's house on moving day.