EAT DIRT

This photo essay was first published in New Canadian Modern.



I slept over at Foon's house. We woke up the next morning, and ate dirt all afternoon.

reapply

what a wast of makeup
it was such a warm day. there is sweat dripping down her back.
but everyone loves red lips

all you see- dirt. all you can see

girl rediscovers inner beast

Most of our photos don't make it into our slide shows. This was one of our prize rejects.

we could be friends

Are You Watching Lonely Friend?

I met Annie at the White House with a backpack full of garments, accessories, and makeup. Annie met me with a bag of instant cameras and film. We hopped on our bikes and rode around town taking pictures, getting lost, and changing behind trees.