Leaving Home


I left New York City three weeks ago, but it feels like a lot longer.

On February 15th, my girlfriend Sam and I did something crazy: we packed ourselves, our things, and her dog into a 16-foot Budget truck and left the city. We drove through snow and rain for two days (she drove, actually; I played navigator) to get to her mother’s house in West Bloomfield, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit. We unloaded the truck and took stock of our lives. We were, at once, both home and homeless.

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Tuesday at the Safe Streets House

After several months preoccupied by client work I couldn’t share, I’ve got some time on my hands. I’ll have some real work to show off soon, but for now here’s a not-so-unusual Tuesday night at my apartment, when my roommate helped our friend build up a Schwinn Madison fixie.