Oil Ocean

Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five.

Twenty-one.



Twenty-two.



Twenty-three.



Twenty-four.



Twenty-five.

Twenty-one: Merekat at the Santa Barbara Zoo. Twenty-two: Hilly behind a camera flash in my bedroom at the Pasado House. Twenty-three: Leftover sticky rice on the kitchen counter at the Pasado House. Twenty-four: Brie, in Storke Tower. Twenty-five: A disco ball, for some reason.