I drove down to Chapel Hill and immediately met new friends who wanted to come across the country with me. I then picked up my friend from Spain so she could speak at NC Rising 3, the anarchist conference. I didn’t photograph the conference, but it was pretty exciting. I did a reading from Clock Tower and watched a room full of 30+ anarchists try to decide if they should join a lion in killing gnomish children (someone blocked).
We left for Asheville after that, and I continued my pattern of obsessively photographing my 3-yr-old friend. He’s just so photogenic, and he loves both having his picture taken and taking pictures. A friend of mine light-painted. We also went swimming in the creek.