Ephemerama #65

Ephemerama #65

When I was a kid growing up in Dallas Texas , say 10 or so, I remember seeing the bracelet for the first time. It was gold and had this wide banding around it. It was obviously fake. I remember seeing that the gilded surface was poorly painting on and was rubbing off revealing silvery [...]

Ephemerama #64

Ephemerama #64

Who ever said that age is just a state of mind and you can be young as you want to be was clearly never middle-aged. The subtle betrayals of the body that accumulate daily turn into a kind of constant numbness. Add a bit of good old male stubbornness to the mix and I think [...]