The constant hiss and swoosh of the crashing waves and stirring sea was a sound I had taken for granted until I returned from being away for nearly a month. The sun was a welcome experience after two weeks in cloudy and rainy London and Paris, but only for about 3 minutes before I recoiled from the sizzle on my neck and arms and the heat kept rising until the body started cooling itself via perspiration, a system my body has left dormant for the last few weeks.
Report from Suburbia
A boy is dared by his peers to toss a large rock from a freeway overpass into the river of cars below. The slot machine arm is pulled and the wheels start spinning. The cartoon gears are revealed inside an empty head straining to make a decision. The duality of the brain debating the outcome while good and evil teeter on a sliding fulcrum—darkness and light swirling together into one—turn the yin yang into a grey circle.