Beyond thinking. Stephen Scott 1 year ago

going home. Stephen Scott 1 year ago

it all looks like art to me (no. 8) Stephen Scott 1 year ago

no bad euro-doof-doof Stephen Scott 1 year ago

“The Dust Blows Forward ‘n The Dust Blows Back” …the Captain has departed… Stephen Scott 1 year ago

Time is…Time was… Stephen Scott 1 year ago

the rails are squealing; packed in like cattle. Stephen Scott 1 year ago

air guitar. Bacon and eggs. Stephen Scott 1 year ago

The Necks. Sex. On train. Raining. Masterpiece. Stephen Scott 1 year ago

black grill, coffee view Stephen Scott 1 year ago

apathy for the devil Stephen Scott 1 year ago

This is all gonna end too soon… Stephen Scott 1 year ago

strong. 3/4. Stephen Scott 1 year ago

Opened the front door; eyeballed by a kangaroo. Life in Melbourne… Stephen Scott 1 year ago