i dont really think i know zoe baker. but i like her website,

and my friends like her.

win-win.

joncherry:

(via zoebaker)

ten points for the face.

turns out we wont really have enough money for food and fuel this month. and a friend saw these posters up in a local videostore.

now, me and some other friends will be extra’s in a vampire movie. a re-do of lost boys from 1987. for a little bit of money. we had our wardrobe fitting today.

that’s right.

i live in south africa these days. we have set up a charity here. its called serve the city. we help people. a friend or ours put up this website. its a little crazy, but it seems to keep people happy. the header is the link. click it. as time goes by, it will have more info. more projects. more events. more fun. more people. have a peek. mess around. join,

stay in touch.

just next to the trainstation there’s an old storage place. it’s kindof like a warehouse, but without floor and just two wall, extended over the long side of the building. we had walked past the place once. there was a rowdy group of people inside, living in home-made houses, if a house is the place where you sleep. cardboard boxes and wooden planks arranged in such a way that there was space for beds. that’s it.

these sleeping places are located against the eastern side, if youre looking at the place from the normal road in, with stellenbosch trainstation behing you. on the other side, some 8 meters away, is where the trash lives,

and all of its friends.

about a meter high in most places, sometimes higher, sometimes lower, it covers an area of some 20 square meters, or, about a tenth of the surface space available. it stinks.

we went in last week. the people are part of a gang, but not really. they came there to hide out while others gangs where fighting, as they werent interested in the hassle. they live together and help each other as they can. we filled 150 bags of trash. there were rats the size of rabbits. at night, they run across the beds, sometimes biting the people as they give sleep their  best attempt. we killed 14. 2 got away.

it was a good time. to get to know the people. to hear some of their stories. what jail is like. how the gangs work. how to smuggle things into prison by ‘hiding’ it up your behind. it was good to share food with them. to have them see we see them.

we made friends. wednesday is one of the guys birthday parties. were invited,

and im excited already.

amazing

teaim:

Venezuelan designer Enrique Luis Sardi has teamed up with Italian coffee company Lavazza to create a master piece of green design: Cookie cup.

i like chez.

joncherry:

Mastermind. Nice one.

aar0n:

teaim:

Outside magazine shared 16 hard-working photographers and their toughest assignments. This photo is my favourite, by Matthieu Paley as he was stranded on frozen Lake Baikal. Read the great little accompanying story here….

“I was in Siberia, at frozen Lake Baikal, and there were five of us crammed into a Russian jeep. The others were drinking vodka. I told them I was going up a small cliff to shoot this rider, and as I walked back I saw the jeep start up and drive off: They had forgotten me. I started running, then screaming. It was getting dark, and it was about to be 35 below. I freaked out. I started thinking that I should’ve had a kid, to leave something behind. After an hour of trudging through snow, I saw a fisherman sitting beside a hole in the ice. I ran to him, waving like a madman, and tried to explain the situation in the little Russian I knew. He held out a vodka bottle to me, then gestured up a hill. At the top of it, there was a road. I sat beside it in this scary Siberian silence until I heard “Matthieuuuu.” It was the driver and translator. When we arrived at the hotel, I called my girlfriend—now my wife—and told her I would love to have a kid one of these days. He’s two and a half years old now.”