Found it while browsing online for something else entirely. The fabric weight is unreal for the price — I went with the sand colourway, my girlfriend got the olive. Neither of us has taken it off.
Read Post →Went looking for something for my girlfriend. Left having bought three things for myself.
Done this route a dozen times. This was the first time I left before sunrise. It's a different road.
Rewatched Season 1 before starting this. That was the right call. Go in without reading anything.
I come back to this album every few months. It always sounds like the first time.
6:30am, just my phone. The light was doing something interesting. Almost went back inside for the camera.
Ethiopian natural, aeropress, 88°C. Ten days into the bag and it finally clicked this morning.
Fortnine. Ryan F9. If you ride and you haven't seen his work, stop what you're doing. Start with the helmet safety video. I'll wait.
Read Post →I waited to write this. Wanted to know whether I still felt the same after the novelty wore off. I do.
Jon Hopkins into Four Tet into Nils Frahm. Electronic with weight. Shuffle off. It earns the sequence.
August belongs to the crowds. September gives it back. I am going again this year.
I had seen it four times. I had never noticed how quiet it actually is. The diner scene runs eight minutes. Nothing happens. It is the best scene in the film.
Lamb seekh kebab. Street stall, not the restaurant. Fresh bread, cold chutney. Eat standing up.
The camera is for planned shoots. The phone is for everything real. Halide app, RAW, manual focus. That is the whole setup.
There Will Be Blood. No Country for Old Men. Drive. Whiplash. These are the four I have sent to someone in the last month. Here is why each one matters.
Read Post →No agenda. No content calendar. No sponsored posts. Just a running record of what I genuinely came across — from a Zara find to a 5am motorcycle ride to the book I couldn't put down to the cup of coffee that made me stop and write something. Posted when something is worth it.
No weekly schedule. No filler. When something earns a post, you'll get it.
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