Apologies for the lapses in posting, folks. I’ve been better plugged into the here and now, not so plugged into technology, and it’s been a needed breathe of fresh air. I met Jamus through a community board during a search for vinyl, and when I went to pick them up I walked into a wonderland of a sculptors studio; turns out he literally lived on the next block over. We talked about his travels, music he listened to in his youth, his amazement at having made it through uni despite the copious amounts of psychedelics he was doing at the time (it was the 60s 🤷🏻♀️). I took this photo to document the time, the place, the feel of right then - hard to forget. Thanks, Jamus.