Dirge

I am secretly and altogether concerned for the face of fashion.
Her lips are too cold to kiss and too dry to nourish, she maddens for women so that she can grind her tiny feet into their faces in spite of her own dry features.
There is no end to her happy or not.
And in spite of my own poor human judgement I am in love with her and welcome her like the return of health to a fever-stricken man.

I havent been posting recently mostly because the shoots I have done are going into various magaznes and I cant put them on the web until they are published.
I shot for the December issue of i-D magazine so please pick it up if you get the chance (out mid November).