in prep

The most boring part of the shoot is also the most interesting. Amidst the endless cups of sickly, sweet tea, the scent of hairspray and the hissing steam from the iron lurks the kodachrome handler. 

Taken seconds before the real photographer took over. 

a little less conversation

The evening could have quickly turned empty. The seconds could have become heavier. The mind could have chained itself to routine. But for him. And his eerie ability to linger on in a space he is not a part of anymore. For a long time now.

That's Elvis under the lamp on my dining table. For tickets email phishpot@gmail.com