I once had a dream that I could fly. The powers-that-be demanded I land and face justice (For what? I was innocent.)

They put a bounty on my head! I evaded them, flitting from one high apartment window to the next, stealing food and stylish Afghan coats to get by.

On the lam, the sky was my home and I never stayed in one place for long.

Now that things have cooled off, I’ve sent you this postcard to let you know I’m back.

Self-portrait styled, illustrated, and edited by me.

How many Dad Rock quotations can you count?

Look closer…

Behind the scenes.

Getting the shot on my own using lamps for lights and an iPhone on a tripod.

I made the ‘portal’ by hand and digitally painted the background.