Yeah, so you saw it above, so what. What are the odds of our train stalling right in front of a Revs piece, that happened to be outside MY window. I could have had my arm chopped off sticking my hand and camera out the window. But fuck it, ey? It's Revs.
I have had two magical single roll experiences in my life - getting stranded in Connecticut with Katie in November, and the Paper Magazine Beautiful people party this past weekend. Some universal forces come together to put magic dust in my camera and I get a full roll of shots that make me shudder. This is a teaser. I have to figure out how to present these all in one place and not blow my load.
I am in charge of marching the Darling army. I like paints, painters, paintings, and painted things. I like photos and writing , boards with wheels, drums, typewriters and wheat beer. I like documentaries, 35mm, and video. Darling is mostly me, sometimes a multitude of others.
I like newspapers, black and white, and British humor. Airplanes are my resting place, and I'm still shocked anyone would ever rent me a car. I can name that artist like you can name that street. Tell me and I will forget, but I will remember later I promise. I pay attention.