Jamie M. Moore Realist photographer
Too punk for the fine art blogs, too fine art for the punk zines.
Came out swinging...
Boston Manor.I turned Henry into Ian Curtis. Whoops.
Strike To Survive. (I really miss this band)Listen to @cultureabusefanzine and @slowbloomband
Sleeping with frictions glued to our minds....
When the sun ignites the boggy swamp in which our bodies lie...
This world is trying its hardest to leave me unimpressed.
To sleep it off, felt you open up. But you still see me wrong...
Thank you two for showing me how to love. Please never stop.
Every petels come off again and fell to the floor
David and Charles - Ren Fair 2016
From nothing to nowhere...