While waiting for coffee at Artisan this afternoon, I saw my reflection in a metallic trashcan.
Curved, reflective surfaces: the poor man’s fisheye lens.
In high school, Felix owned an air-brushed Queensrÿche jean jacket. About thirteen years later, he got the band to autograph it.
Felix may be done with heavy metal, but the music always seems to find him.
In the seventh grade, Felix made a replica of Steve Vai's guitar in Shop class. It remains in his room at his parents' house. And it remains awesome.
