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sf streets in color

In two weeks of being in oklahoma, I got three pictures. I shot all of these walking around before and after lunch, shortly after I got back. I am definitely in the right place. <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/sf_streets_in_color/490/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/sf_streets_in_color/490/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/sf_streets_in_color/490/0003.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/sf_streets_in_color/490/0004.jpg’ /> </div>

Dude, but seriously. I’m splitting this into two posts because I got a lot of awesome pictures of clouds and the ground. I’ve had a long love affiair with flying. It’s always pretty amazing, even what most people would call boring flights. I’m not afraid that nothing is holding the plane up, I’m amazed by the evidence of my eyes, that nothing but air and speed are holding the plane up. Not to mention the part where you get in and are flung thousands of miles in a few hours. Shift key appears to be working now, which is a nice change. <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/planes_are_awesome_(part_1)/492/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/planes_are_awesome_(part_1)/492/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/planes_are_awesome_(part_1)/492/0003.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/planes_are_awesome_(part_1)/492/0004.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/planes_are_awesome_(part_1)/492/0005.jpg’ /> </div>

in oklahoma, that is. KJ called me on my last night in town, said there was a hell of a show happening at VZD’s. Psychobilly, she said. How could I say no? So we went out to the bar, had a pretty rockin time, as you can see. Koffin Kats killed it. there was great energy all around; the croud was also punk as fuck. in case you’re wondering, something is wrong with the shift key. ust imagine capitals in the right places. <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0003.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0004.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0005.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0006.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0007.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0008.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/last_chance_to_party/493/0009.jpg’ /> </div>

I didn’t do much while I was back. I just settled into a rhythm of walks with my mom in the afternoons, working remotely with whoever I happened to be paired with that day, and sleeping in combined with a lot of late nights. <div class=”center”> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/two_weeks_of_not_much_to_photograph/494/0001.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/two_weeks_of_not_much_to_photograph/494/0002.jpg’ /> <img src=’https://images.matt.pictures/two_weeks_of_not_much_to_photograph/494/0003.jpg’ /> </div>