unintentional

i'll never talk again

priceless shit

you're like a shishkebab of glory

mott love 2

concupiscence

awesomeness ©

innocence

you rest in featherweight

first one

and then a million

©

the awesome black guru's crib

****

saiko!

live in tokyo

stars

indigestion

uptown madness

remember when i wanted to puke?

i couldn't chew because i forgot how to

galvanize in my system

and they were stressed, the masses

but i could only just sit there

team love

the creative process makes sense

our art

there is only love in my heart

i love you forever

mama and grandma

pps.

on my way to an underwear casting

nyc 2006

said i loved you but i lied

passion is the reason

express yourself don't repress yourself

jedna jedyna

even if im the only one
even if you never see
i will always know
it is what i believe in

aahh public toilets...

one was filled with green apple splatters, the other had wisdom* written on the door...

im glad i chose the right one - now i know what to do

*translation = attention! don't forget to wash your punani

remember

my art

lamesauce

excuse me, but is that sweater from lamesville?

was it as good for you as it was for me?

photography by tyler reid

rien can compare

my copyright*

*please note: if you even think of using this drawing without my consent i will sue your stinky ass

what a moron he was

i can't argue with you, demented

you can rip me apart

but you can't take away my feelings
as long as i've got a pulse
you can't take away my memories
dangerous morning
i regret nothing

bonus track

poem of the day

heath

rarely affected

but really affected

help wanted

a little about us:

we are professional

we are good at networking

and most importantly, we are daaarn sympathetic and good listeners*

* above, my partner aka Listening Louise.

breastfeeding - will it work?

stiletto pain by frankie
there is only one gerald and im glad i know him!

hey thanks for the laughter

that's pretty funny richard prince

he did, dollface. he did.

beautiful photography

as always by camilla åkrans

dahhling, call me! dont call me!

when you see the beginning and the end at the same time, there's no point

pinball

depth

he may be a cop, but he still got a penis

yeah but you didn't mofo

there's nothing special in going crazy

create a fool on a canvas
and it's ok
i want to stain you with gold
and i prefer to have this ash mass
on the floor
there's nothing special in going crazy
it's been done a million times before

you know it if you can feel it

i love you pony

mott love

6%

d&j

it's all coming back to me now

her biggest problem was that she wasn't blond and she wasn't stupid

just a thought

dont ever harm my friend. 

nothing and no one is ever gonna touch our magic. 

frankie and marilyn time

behind the scenes

recording my video "push" by jean-francois julian

and the best DOP in the world, christophe

photography by marco dos santos

creative direction by tvsion

paris

a boule blanche production

because you said you liked my crazy mind

interesting approach

"usually im really calm and professional but this time i just wanted to scream FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKIN PIECE OF FUCKERY FUCK FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUCK"

one of my brightest quotes

after a few drinks my mind played tricks on me and forced me to scream this

spatzieren

get fucking internet!

and we sang:
"it's myyyyyyy liiiiife and you know it bitch"

fuck the title

the art of clothing

http://mouyo.blogspot.com

waiting for popcorn/self portrait

That's why we seize the moment, try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, cuz we consider these minutes golden

postscriptum

flattering matter

one of the most fulfilling compliments i've received... well maybe apart from when two gay guys told me i had hot ankles.

flip mode

now as a shorty
i was always told
that if i ain't be part of the greatest
i gotta be the greatest myself

paris

the best part about paris is that it's mine.

i walk the streets like no one else walks them.

i see things that no one else sees.

and i can smell! like jean-baptiste grenouille, my god i can smell!

i took these pictures with my best camera (real film) in the summer of rue de la forge royale - the peaceful period. a little bit under the influence, a big bit in love and with hair a tad bit too bleached.

excuse me sir, but where did you get that pink cloud?

for the love of beautiful photography

photographed for i-D magazine by gerald jenkins

london

be ugly

"don't be afraid of colors" said the man.
he was a painter. he was finnish. he had dirt under his nails. he lived in a house with a wild swine and his wife. he was happy. and free.
i think of him every now and then.
and this painting is the answer to a call in my brain.