I have a metric shit-ton of things to post.
Hold on to your knickers.
"This whole world is wild at heart, and weird on top."
The things you pick up as you go.
New resident at the Pots. Very quiet.
I like creepy things. I like bones and graveyards. Morticia and Catwoman are my role models. I like goosebumps and eerie things. I’ve never been afraid of the dark, and I walk toward noises in the night.
In short, I like creepy things.
This is probably one of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken. I was about to cross a bridge in Venice when this little boy— he couldn’t have been more than 3 years old— ran across it, pulling his Cocker Spaniel after him. I managed to get one shot of them as they beat a hasty retreat, and I had to run after them for it.
I think it was definitely worth it.
Welcome to Venice.