Hit the Flickr here. The homie Gian has mad skills behind the photo lens. As good as I already look, he makes me look even better. Younger than me, Gian can do to still-life what I can do with words in poetry. Game recognize game. Goes to show that talent is not acquired at a given age, it's obtained through dedication and persistence. The first poems I ever wrote, I look to as garbage now. But now, I've grown and so has the level of my poetry.