Les Big Byrd at Voxhall
Went to @gislidua this week and had some new photos of me taken. I’m very happy with them.
Still playing with that process to remake the Gotham filter. Also, the clouds just look nice today.
Stockholm 2015 #ripgotham
Literally too good.
Feeding the birds (at Valtech A/S)
Now you can get water in a carton instead of a plastic bottle. I would get rid of that plastic cap though. (at Føtex Food, M.P. BruunsGade 55, 8000)
The man with the IRL fetish rubs himself up against the exposed brick wall of a loft in order to feel something. At 5 PM he makes a show of “logging off,” heads out into into the world where he aims to cop a feel of the authentic. At the coffee shop, he looks over the spine of a print edition, cruising for communal table frotteurism. But there’s no sex in the cold brew room, just a pay-per-view affair with a barista who asks his name only to label his cup. He empties his wallet, chasing a form of intimacy only incidentally concerned with people or communication, rock hard for the trappings of the scene instead: the cozy light of an Edison bulb, a gonzo view of flatware arranged neatly on a farm table, the money shot of a poached egg blowing its load into a tanned mound of potatoes. At night, he strokes himself to a Kinfolk centerfold while his girlfriend whispers in his ear, “N E V E R T W E E T.”