NARRATIVE (story) accompanies the exhibition:
I was riding my Yamaha YZ450F on the coastline after a bomb fire at Zuma in the early hours. Everything aches, but I have to push through the next day. The Palms haze as the sun rises from the fog on the distant horizon—eyes burning behind my camouflage Shadedeyes as I pass cute boys surfing. My jujutsu kaisen tshirt is ripped. I have no plan; that's how you do it. I'm out for it, whatever "it" is.
Good isn't always pleasant, and even evil has standards. Adrenaline governs everything I do. I seek rewards as I travel down the L.A. drain.