Respect the snack champions… Life is balance, popcorn a paltry modern offering to Demeter and the famished New Microwave Gods… (San Francisco, California, February 2018. See my other work here and here.)
A priestess of the check-out line
Dan Ryan
Dan Ryan is a photojournalist and poet. You can see more of his work at Brisbane Graphic Arts Museum (http://brisbanegraphicartsmuseum.
com), and on Flickr (https://www.flickr.com/photos/pictopticon/). He lives in Brisbane, California.
Nakano laundromat
Continuing my S&R Tokyo Series… At a small laundromat in Tokyo I loitered outside to see how people go. They were slow. It was November and they were slow. But in Tokyo […]
Cupid’s Valentine moon
And fast food for werewolves… Tonight the moon was less than full but more than willing, the kind of moon that inspires killing lovers, hearts, and alcohol, this versatile moon can do […]
Textbook dog
This post is going to lick you to death… Here, take a minute to look at these photographs of a textbook case of dog. Her name is Allie Anne and she belongs […]
Glow shop
Journeys gleam in never-ending dusk… Before my face scraped the road, I saw a shop that glowed. I couldn’t get inside, So the tender ghost without me died. This freed me to […]
The menacing glow
You’re the channel TV watches… Kill your television? No, idiots. Television’s thinking about killing you… (Brisbane, California, January 2018. See my other work here and here.)
The hope at the end of the year
New years don’t fix old broken… I wish I could saythe end of the yearwill erase all your pain,make disgraces and crimes disappear,kill the hatred on sale two-for-one at Safeway, flood the […]
These crazy fucking cats
“The cat is the beautiful devil.” ― Charles Bukowski Lacking both the energy and ambition on Christmas Eve to present to you photographs and text covering my usual range of topics, I’ve […]
The decent thing on Ocean Avenue
We’re built this way, thankfully… A few weeks ago in San Francisco, I had just left my favorite comics shop and was in my car about to turn south onto Ocean Avenue […]
Encounter at a taqueria
“Someone stole my debit card,” she said… A beautiful girl, down on her luck. I gave her two dollars, she only asked for a buck… (La Mordida Taqueria, Pacifica, California, November 2017. […]
