I started cribinacrackhood because my friend Red lives in a crack hood. We took footage of burnt out houses, created a map of whores, gangs, innocent bystanders, and just another drug-related crime (that’s all on the cribinacrackhood pages). But then it became evident that crack hoods are everywhere, especially inside every human heart. Horrible things […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
In this second post about Junkgirl, she describes the night her lover overdosed on heroin. The police supposedly tested the smack and found it to be 94% pure. That batch later killed another friend of Junkgirl’s. I’m not sure if Junkgirl has ever sat and tallied the deaths of friends from overdose, AID’s, and Hep C. There are some numbers best left uncounted.
“I got a dead man hanging around my neck.”
I did this for the sheer fun of it, but also to have a record of the artwork. Abandoned building languishing in the blight – thank God the clean freaks on the city council haven’t sterilized this yet. They’re erasing graffiti in the ho-o-o-o-o-ly cause of […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Everybody talks about PTSD because of soldiers coming back from the wars. But most people don’t understand that some kids in America spend their entire lives in a war zone, that every time they go home they face things so fucked up there’s no words for it. To kids like that, the word “insanity” holds […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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