He'll feel that one in the morning.

Jeremy Rubnack.

I find fashion photography really frightening when it's a girl drooped over a boy and they look directly into the camera.
I say this because I looked at a fashion photo on the McJawn website and it melted my brain.

Actually, much of the fashion photography you see in magazines and hipster blogs and sites are really scary.



"Fuck the world, this is my ego, this is fashion!
(I care what you think though!)"

Also, today when I was outside of Anderson having a cigarette (yeah Dad, I know), some black dude with a baseball cap and polo shirt asked me for one. After explaining his life story to me about how he wants to go to UArts for journalism (he was around 27 years old, I'd say), I relinquished a cigarette to him because he was mildly amusing. The guard was suspicious of him and stood next to the door, looking out through the glass and on target. The man noticed and said, "Man, he don't run your life, do he? I ain't a threat to you. Man, I could have his job if I wanted. I could have any of these people's jobs."
To which I responded, "Pffft, fuck yeah, take his job. Go for it."
He continued.
"I have connections-- I know the mayor. I could be the president of Jamaica or Mexico or any of those countries down there. But I don't want to do that. I want to be a journalist. I want to try doing some abstract paintings. They do that in there?"
"Oh yeah."
"Yeah, I wanna dabble in some of that. Listen, you giving me this cigarette, I swear to you I'll be doin' you a favor on the street sometime. Just you wait. I come around here often. I live down the street."
"All right, I'm pretty sure I'll never see you again."
"Nah, you'll see me, you'll see me."
"All right. Bye."