We went to Liverpool for Charlie’s opening at Ceri Hand. You can see pictures here.

HONK HONK!

in this photo i am still looking for my photographic voice in liverpool. the city l-o-v-e-s juxtaposing new and old architchture and it quite aware of the cuteness of it all.

think i’m finding the voice…

we dined at CEASER’S PALACE before the opening.

scrumtious!

Charlie (always the model) has decided he always travels with a picture of M.T. apparently! (Who can blame the boy?)

there was toilet paper roll to the ceiling that i am a bit bummed we never got anything to do with. seems like the ultimate may day pole. and if you used those awful scented toilet sheets from france, you could make quite a performance with…

these were around. well executed. good points.

it’ fun to be post-graffiti. I realized that i don’t do it because it’s bad for the ozone. dig?

this is the “O” in GLOBAL saying “DO YOU WORRY ABOUT GLOBAL CLIMATE CHANGE?” it’s a block long.

i think were having french toast for breakfast….

who is the audience for this? it’s like the term ‘indian giver” i don’t know who it’s suppopsed to be insulting anymore….

we stayed at the Adelphi, famed by a lot apparently. the Beatles stayed here, i guess because it isn’t very rock and roll to stay with your parents. also there is a bbc doc, but i can’t find it… mirrors on the ceiling, champagne on ice…

we went to “The World” museum…

beau sun dial

we managed to stay entertained




b-u-d-g-e-t.

Charlie reconnected with his people.



ah, the world.

Charlie and Christian, for Risley.