Ian Spoard: "See....all gone...you've eaten it."
Ian Spoard: Reflecting on Work.
Ian Spoard: Fueled by Satan, Powered by Grapefruit Tea.
Ian Spoard: Watching him, watching her.
Ian Spoard: Left a bit...
Ian Spoard: Humans yes, pigeons no.
Ian Spoard: Careful with those hands Eugene
Ian Spoard: "No...you didn't..."
Ian Spoard: Time Out.
Ian Spoard: "Wake me up when you're done"
Ian Spoard: Have facemask, will travel.
Ian Spoard: Booted in the Cafe
Ian Spoard: Reflections with a juice.
Ian Spoard: The Happy Snapper.
Ian Spoard: A Moment.
Ian Spoard: Speeding Towards Chaos.
Ian Spoard: Masked and wired for sound
Ian Spoard: Chillin'