CLADE by Maya Reynolds

600 South Spring Street
Los Angeles, CA 90014

(enter on 6th btwn Spring & Main)

“I live on Earth at present, and I don’t know what I am. I know that I am not a category. I am not a thing - a noun. I seem to be a verb, an evolutionary process…”

—   Buckminster Fuller, “I Seem To Be a Verb”, 1970  (via monochrome-princess)

(via microfibre)

"We’re bastards to the world and they’re bastards to us," one Hells Angel told Newsweek in 1965. "When you walk into a place where people can see you, you want to look as repulsive and repugnant as possible. We are complete social outcasts — outsiders against society."