In this one pocket tee.

On this boro.

In this kind of hats.

In the color of this Almond cap.

On this guy.

In this perfect MF Ranch Blouse.

In this installation.

Behind these dancers.

On this Iron Heart denim.

Still in roll-up sleeves.

Near these RRL tags.

In this vintage Sperry Top-Siders.

Not on a new Chesterfield.

Behind this girl.

In this picture of Ami Vitale.

In this kind of chair.

Everywhere here.

In this 45rpm stuff.

Inside this bag for sure.

In this stamp.

In these flowers.

On the floor.

In this simple typo.

Not in this kind of wood.

In the color of this wall.

In this Chevrolet Viking from 1959.

In her shirt.

In this color, once again.

In this perfect summer shoes.

In this vintage tee.

In 1977 near Venice Beach.

Near this leather fur malibu jacket.

At the steering-wheel of this car.

Between these stripes.

In this album as you already know.

In this box.

On different swimsuits.

Near this beautiful jailbird.

Behind this pair of Paraboot Avoriaz.

In this 5000 dollars tee shirt.

Everywhere here.

In the work of Herman Miller of course.

In this position.

Still in Yakitori dori, Tokyo.

In long hair.

Around his neck.

Under the water.

In this Domino's pizza Rolex.

Near this team.

In these informations.

At Lansky Bros a long time ago.

In this painting called "the steward".

On this sofa.

In this incredible sentence written by mister Bukowski.

In these colors.

In too large hat.

On this vinage printed tee.

In this perfect A1 jacket.

Not in this too perfect look (even if I love his white bucks).

In this photo of J Bennett Fitts.