"Driving bicycle to a nearby mountain , with a music system on my friend's hand and some cassette's of Beetle's and Gun's and Roses to enjoy our bonfire on the mountains with my stoner friends .

Rolling all night , eating sandwiches and pastry and look one of my richer miser friend with a black and white camera is ready to take 1 photograph of all the enjoyment we are doing.

Time passed away and I have now no one to smoke with me , all my friends are either dead or not in contact but I can live in those moments, I can live in the trip I got that time , by just watching the black and white photograph of our group I found while shifting to my new house with my Grand children's.

Yes I am Stoner of 80's "

Ai generated art inside Artbreeder hand - touched with strokes on Procreate.