After Hours ☼

Some ghosts

Ken Price, Untitled, 1992 courtesy of the artist and Matthew Marks Gallery, New York.

I’m living a Los Angeles tumblr post fantasy at the moment: I’m stoned staring at the skyline watching the neon lights blink while listening to 90’s New Age albums while I read. It’s phenomenal. I’m in my After Hours genre dream.

Three auspicious things:

☼ I found the above old postcard in a book. The stamp is from Christmas and it’s addressed to my friend Taylor in Manhattan. The postcard is of my view. A nice coincidence.