Photographs by the infamous Joshua Araujo of San Pedro Tattoo.
'For Mom' was inspired by my mother's childhood street, Jackrabbit Lane in Scottsdale.
Built in the early 1960s, it's an enclosed community bordering Carson and Wilmington, California.
Broken dreams amidst broken glass.
No guests after midnight.
Someone once scraped "FUCK YOUR LIFE" on my car window.
'For Pops' was inspired by my father's place of employment.
He's a roughneck at the Tesoro refinery bordering Carson and Wilmington, California.
Two years ago, my dad was working his shift with his best friend Willy and a few other guys.
A railcar ran through the loading rack and pinned Willy.
My dad bolted over to his assistance, but instead found his best friend cut in half.
My dad told me that he fell to his knees crying. Then he started praying.
William Barry Wise (1957 - 2011)
An earlier blog post about my dad and the refinery
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