the middle window is mine.
2.25.2009
2.23.2009
2.21.2009
2.17.2009
2.16.2009
marble man or the road to fame
this is a bit different than i remember it..... i remember insisting it be life size. and while i meant marbles (or something marble like) i think i said balls, "glue a whole bunch of balls together." also i don't remember having any friends, so "new" friends seems a bit of a stretch.
photos to follow.
photos to follow.
2.15.2009
2.14.2009
2.09.2009
home of the brave......
elvis, red sports cars, strippers, midgets..... guns. not my normal scene. i guess as a photographer it is my job to document things, but i'm not sure i have the stomach for it. i haven't touched my camera in 36 hours now..... this event was sponsored by rockstar and howard stern..... seriously. i have never really had a challenging question surrounding my own artistic ethical responsibility. what is the difference between this experience, photographing a disgusting display of extreme american trashiness, and photographing a war somewhere or a child labor camp. i feel like i am doing something wrong just by being there.
2.04.2009
2.02.2009
2.01.2009
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