INCISED LAVA BRICK

These bricks are a heady experience. Spotted on a rainy summer day when I was 16 while walking along MGF. There's something about the smell of hot brick after rain has hit it, a steamy, earthy and fresh scent loaded with history. I was doing acid at the time and hung out with these bricks for about an hour.

My recent visit to take photos of them had me giggling with the memory.

When I was much younger, I used to think that the mica on some sidewalks was god and no one could see it but me.