naz kawakami

[photo blog]

photos i shot of Kacy Hill in her back garden in Los Angeles.

i went straight from shooting a film in Los Angeles to getting shot and beaten and trampled and tear gassed by police in Los Angeles.

a shot a film in Los Angeles.

fun at kilby block party.

wilson and jamie.

three photos of rachel in a park.

a photo of mark fucking mothersbaugh in his hotel room.

my friends dancing to shit while on drugs in utah.

my friends’ band momma playing at kilby and also watching our other friends’ band play at kilby.

shot some press photos for my friends’ band been stellar.

nawlins for sam’s birthday.

nick fucking cave at barclays center in new york city.

boy ewald.

this cons thing with ryan townley.

this short doc we did about scotty stopnik and zombie.

mike anderson at his house in ventura skating his backyard park.

happy birthday tyler.

photos of my friends this winter.

austin eichler in a booth at honore in bushwick.

alec came to visit for a weekend in January because I was losing my fucking mind. we saw a sold out been stellar show at bowery ballroom and i got in a fight in the crowd. sky signed alec’s ass. we were out late.

leftover photos from Japan.

Los Angeles, February 2025. Ryan Townley making resin collages in his house in Highland Park. I went there to shoot a Cons video and reconnect with someone, and I did both. It was good.

the only good bar in Los Angeles as far as I can tell is The Short Stop. $6 happy hour margaritas and good loud music. some claim that it is a cop bar, but i have never encountered any, and neither have the bartenders. mostly just dodgers fans.
this is my favorite skater.

hollis and friends at a bar.

it’s snowing outside of my apartment in brooklyn.

my roommate steve in the snow.

new years eve. been catcher at gold sounds where i became too drunk and took mushrooms, but i only spent about $22, so that’s a win. then on to palmetto to see kitsu play for a half hour at 3 in the morning, then tv eye to see desi and steve and rob and lauren. some dude wouldn’t leave me alone and was trying to fuck me very aggressively - gold sounds go tv eye - so i left early. some girl spit in my hand as well. both uninvited. i didn’t like either of those things but the mushrooms took the edge off. i wasn’t mad about either in the moment but the next morning woke up very upset about both. good night though. good shows. i like my friends a lot.

saw joyce manor last night. i haven’t jumped around and screamed lyrics in a long time. i like being in crowds of people so moved by the music they love that they don’t mind looking stupid. i like looking stupid with them. the world needs more mosh pits.

i helped to make this film. Team Average Japan. austyn gillette, craig anderson, noa deane, jaleesa vincent, kaito ohashi, jake anderson, lilian fev, shin sanbongi skating and surfing around the greater tokyo area. watch it.

this is a photo of me and chicken.

the york is a bar in the east village that i go to very often. multiple times per week, usually during the day. it is a twenty minute train ride from my house but id rather take a train somewhere that i know i wont run into anyone and spend the day drinking and eating fries and writing and talking to conor than go to a bushwick-y spot and run into twenty people and have a panic attack each time wondering if what im saying is making any sense or if im being a dick or if this person is mad at me, talking about nothing that anyone really cares about but not knowing how to not do it.
micro conversations are terrifying.
how sad. did holden write this? or a fully grown adult man/
the york is dark and quiet and no one talks to me. it is lovely. i get most of my writing done there. laptop out at a bar. what a cunt.
one night i was drunk and alexa chung was having her fashion week after party there and i said something to her friend that was a bit dickish about how i hate the fashion world and find everyone cosplaying as working class to be very trite and repulsive- maybe the term antichrist was used, i was drunk i don’t know.

my shitty train stop.

lovely day a couple of nights ago with the homies. lovely day is a bar in the basement of a thai restaurant in nolita. they play jazz on vinyl. if you go there on the weekend, you will hear good music, but the room is full of uninteresting fuckwits in puffer jackets and beanies with ugly flames on them and horny irony pouring out of their mouths like vapor. wednesday nights are good though.

hi kitsu.hi justin.

tyler is the first friend i made when i moved to new york city. he is exceedingly talented at everything he attempts. photography. zine making. coffee. skating. it is annoying. he has a photo show in kobe, japan, this month. you should go if you can.

my good pal austin eichler’s birthday at wilson’s house last night in brooklyn.

the premiere of team average japan in los angeles. created by monster children <3 and presented by sapporo and fev’s hinge profile.

my boy roycey.

attaboy fevian

i have so many photos of hollis for some reason but she’s also a model or whatever so that makes sense right?

gorgeous.
‘cool.’ ‘yeah.’

‘first of all, i don’t want to give this speech, i’m being forced.’

he’s got betty davis eyes.
are you following me, blake?
hawaiians showed up. well, one of them.

elliott brought his own sandwich and biked from lax and i respect that very much. what a trooper. one of the most interesting people i know.

at sade sanchez’ studio in chinatown/downtown-ish los angeles.

jordan’s car.

the party after the after party of the hi sk8 art show at kaiao space was at manifest. that is my bar. it belongs to me and my friends. fuck those weirdo navy guys that make it feel unsafe and haole. that’s our spot. kama’aina dancefloor. bitch.

the hi sk8 art show at kaiao space

setting up the hi sk8 art show at kaiao space.

in honolulu for a few days. first thing, silver stairs.

taco stand to bar flores to short stop

ajp + coopers book release @ des pair books in echo park.

ajp

big o
papke + andrew
a photo of sam muller and i by papke.

ajp
this is my favorite skater.
stu + adrian

ive met fev in three cities in three countries on three continents and he is a menace in each one.
here he is pulling up to the spot, doing a single slappy, and having all three of his back bolts explode.

two nights in Japan.

craig getting after it.kai neville taking a bite out of austyn’s chicken. this place by the hotel claimed to have the biggest chicken sandwich in all of japan. i reckon they’re right.the homies bro down in the train station bathroom.yuma is sponsored by vans and carhartt and pass~port and many others, but here he is just pissing.that’s my friend.that’s my other friend.

monster children los angeles on the world’s worst digital point and shoot.

champagne prius

if only i were as confident as luke scolding the hell out of somebody on the phone.

I bought a digital camera. a ricoh gr ii. my first digital camera ever. i walked around la with it today. i don’t know if i like it. it just looks like every other.

the above is either incredible satire and it’s good that i got a photo of it before it was ripped down hours later or this is the most fucked up honest propaganda ive ever seen and it’s good that i got a photo of it before it was ripped down hours later.

more tokyo.

i like to think that jun’s shirt says ‘don’t fuck’. i have known tani for eight years. he’s seen me at my best and worst. one time he stayed at my apartment in honolulu and he brought me a vibrator as a thank you gift. sweet man.don’t do it, jun.this is a photo of craig and alec looking at egg sandwiches.
this photo of me and alec was taken by craig anderson.

nights out in paris this past june.

sam hetho in honolulu last year.

karaoke with craig anderson, jaleesa vincent, noa deane, lilian fev, jam hassan, and austyn gillette in fujisawa, japan, last month.

there i am.