Philosopher, spirit.

I take a look over my shoulder, im covered.

My silent brother.

Found.

Solid.

Safe.

Picture By Rougemooj.

S. Macca

During the 'Who Am I To You?' Sessions

Dew

This is the bit, the best bit of the day. Natures GIF.
'The sun sets fire to the night and like a statue i watch it burn. When its over all im left with is another day, the likes of which i have seen 10220 times before.'

Picture by RougeMooj.
Taken during a work break with a camera phone.

High

Real life sometimes hides its glamour beneath its monotony. The Socially Acceptable Slave - A World Left Forgotton.
Picture By RougeMooj
M. Rosson

The Shuttle Boy

Poet.

Musician.

Rocket Man.

Shuttle Boy.



Friend.

M. York - Guitar
The Shuttle Boy Sessions.

Shuttle Boy

A Shuttle Boy Session. Mon Studio, Mere, Cheshire.

Workin here worked for us - it was the darkest and most intimate studio we'd worked in.

Atmosphere.

P. Kenny - Bass.

The Stress Of Being Involved.

John Peel night at Parr Street Studio's, Liverpool. Its was a long and hard session and can't you tell. Black holes under my eye holes try to suck me in, looking like a dreamer with a fever i look much better under skin.

Neon.

The music that i am involved in making has been referred to in the past as 'sleazey' or 'Porn Music' (obviousely not all of it!). There are few things that bring 'sleaze' to mind more than neon.
Neon Mojo.
Picture by RougeMooj.
'P. Kenny on stage, WA1, 2005'

Blues. Scenery by God, Picture by RougeMooj.

Beautiful

Something about time, something about distance and something about a journey.

I took this picture using my camera phone, not thinking i was taking anything more than a snap, i got this. I cant describe how this picture makes me feel, i can spend ages looking at it and into it. Thankyou to my good friends Lindsey and Brian for allowing me to take this picture of their twin boys Tyler and Pacey.

Sometimes, drink and dirt.

Drying in the heat of a Summer sun, i gently remove myself from the reality of this dirty life - eternally yours, soaked.

Graffiti

I saw this in a museum in Tunisia, its a roman tapestry looking remarkably like graffiti. Pretty cool.

This is my finest work to date. A combination of poetry, song and original creation, i call this piece 'Cohen I. X. Leonard.

Performance 

Defeated

I looked at this picture of myself and thought that perhaps the body and the soul are trying desperately to free themselves from each other. The body to earth and the soul to its next go round. Perhaps a defeat.