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Mornings in Bali are absolutely unforgettable, and sunrises at the famous Tegalalang Rice Terraces are beyond description. Can’t wait to go back, but first, need to plan my upcoming trip to Korea 😍🇰🇷 🗻 On days like today, it’s easy for me to fall back into going through my photos from @feelslovenia, hoping one fell through the cracks. This one definitely did. The detail in the mountain tops is what really caught my eye this time around. An Self-Portrait: Tegalalang Rice Terraces, 7:23 AM, Bali
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Thank god for drones! Traveling Bali alone was one incredible experience, and trying to take a photo of myself was real difficult. Either I set up a tripod and hope it doesn’t interf On the foothills of Bali’s mountains ⛰
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I was so lucky to have had an incredible stay on the slopes of Mt. Batukaru, and I’m already missing the mountains. Anyone recommend any? Thinking Dolomites...😍 A London classic. Have had an awesome time doing tourist things in my own backyard these past couple weeks, but busy planning another trip in the next few weeks. Any ideas where I should go? 🤔 🦌 Catching up with friends in Nara…
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Last year exploring the famous deer park of Nara feels like a world away. The deer are incredibly comfortable with humans, and can even be a bit aggressive when you’re not there during high sea ☀️ Golden hour on the Bay…
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I won’t forget those couple hours on the foothills of Sausalito, staring across at San Francisco through a golden haze. It’s one of those moments during which you pinch yourself; lucky beyond belie ⛰ Down by Otemanu…
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Deep in French Polynesia, and on the main island of Vaitape, Mt. Otemanu stands head and shoulders above the landscape. A former volcano, it protects much of the island from tropical rains, and helps create this uniqu 🌊 Moments on the California coast…
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I still think about that road trip on the coast of Big Sur. Cruising down the Pacific Coast Highway, we couldn’t have asked for better conditions, or better impromptu stops than this one. Pigeon ☀️ Golden afternoons in Slovenia…
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The more time goes by, the more jealous I am of my past self, who is right now still on that sunset hike in the Slovenian Alps. I think we need time travel asap.
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#Disco 🔥 Mornings on the Balinese mountains…
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Growing up across the US and in parts of Brasil, I never imagined my life would lead me to a moment like the one in this image. An early morning — maybe 6:30a — in a country I had only Finally, I found my hat.
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Miss you Bali. Also, do me a favor guys and wish my wonderful wife an awesome birthday! She was unable to come with me to Bali, and I’m trying to convince her to go with me again this year. Help me out ! 🙏🏽🙏🏽 ☀️ Welcome to Tegalalang…
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My last day in Bali was probably the finest. At the world famous Tegalalang Rice Terraces in Ubud, I witnessed a spectacular sunrise. With my @djiglobal Mavic 2 Pro, I saw it from a vantage point I found hard t 🌊 California moments...
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A roadtrip down the PCH in California is one of those things I tell everyone I know to do once in their lives. Why? It’s got everything. This shot was right in the middle of the highway, at Pfeifer Beach in Big S 🏙 Rush hour…
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Shibuya is one of those places that doesn’t seem real. It’s an incredible demonstration of the organization of modern civilization — bright flashing lights, streams of fast-moving people, loud advertiseme ☀️ Fleeting moments in Bora Bora…
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I have to say that few places make me reminisce on sheer beauty as much as Bora Bora. There was something hard to describe about that tiny island, in a chain of tiny islands, surrounded by water for tho ❄️ Snow days in Norway…
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Even as I crave the warm weather, I definitely still crave moments like these in Lillehammer. It was an incredible trip, not least because it was the first time we’d heard the term “in-house outhouse, 🍚🌅 Mornings at Tegalalang…
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I can’t describe the experience of witnessing a sunrise at Bali’s most instagrammed location, the rice terraces of Tegalalang. Fifteen minutes from @desavisesa and roughly thirty outside the hear 👁 Face to face…
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These Balinese monkeys are not only full of energy, they’re incredibly bold. Reach for your backpack for a new lens, and you’ll see several sets of orange eyes focusing intently on you, waiting to see if you 🗻 Somewhere in the Alps…
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Sunsets like these deep in the Alps seem to be beyond comprehension. There’s a scale that appears incalculable with the naked eye. Even so high up, with miles and miles of visibility, the peaks tower over

04 - Seeing the Devil (Actin' Crazy)

August 04, 2015

Up in 101 Delancey we don’t do much else but scheme. Scheme ways to lose ourselves in our heads, scheme ways to set up our lives to do nothing else but continue scheming how to lose ourselves.

A few months ago we started throwing parties on our outside area. We pimped it out. We spent hours cleaning it, we bought furniture, and hung some nice LED lights for the ladies.  

Fuck you, It’s Summer, we say. At around 11 the party starts to really bump. Trap is all that’s played, the sort of hip-hop that makes you want to fight somebody at the same time that it makes you want to get so fucked up that there’s nothing in the world that could ever affect you. I invite anyone that I know, really, which is the only thing I can do considering I have not done a good job making friends outside of my real homies.

But I’m doin’ better now, and we get a crazy crew that rolls through every few weekends. I met Diana at one of these parties, the girl that wouldn’t stop asking me questions and touching my hair, or making fun of my shirt. I don’t think I’ve ever been meaner to a girl that I met or was attracted to. But the girl deserved it, talking like she knew who I was and what I’d been through. My homies hate her, but I don’t really get all that into it. She’s just a girl, all I know is that she’s asking our mutual friends what I think of her. To be frank, I don’t.

It’s all about filling that pit at the moment, that endless desire to find satisfaction. Or maybe it isn’t even satisfaction, but just some content-ness. I find I can’t even relax at the end of the day unless I’ve spent all day, like from seven in the morning to ten at night, doing something to improve myself. Now it’s become a battle of motivation versus the sloth. The sloth is slowly losing, but holds on tight as it can, because it knows (oh, does it know) that I need it to find motivation. 

You need the devil to see the angel.

But I see way too much of the devil nowadays.

It’s fine though because every other weekend we turn up in ways I could have never imagined. The Devil and Angel both love these parties. The sloth loves the fact that I don’t even have to leave my place to do something, and my motivation and desire to do anything is pleased because I am, in fact, socializing.

She should see the consumption that my boys and I pull off at these parties. We never partied together, but that’s a moot point. Sorry for detracting, it’s tough to not slip back into it.

I’m sure some of the people I’ve invited have never seen that side of me, watching me take shit to the head for eight, or more, hours straight. At the end of the night, you’ll find me, like clockwork, sitting outside, leaning against the wall, head down, cigarette in hand, tugging at my hair (that’s a sort of habit, now), head bobbing to the music, mouth muttering the words to the song.

It looks like I’m depressed, or slowly going insane, but man, that’s when sleep is easy and my mind is at ease. That’s just who I am.

I told you I see way too much of the devil nowadays.

Tags: Action Bronson, Mr. Wonderful, Delancey Street, 101 Delancey, The Devil, The Angel, Hip-Hop, Rap, LED
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