“Dr.” Hunter S. Thompson as depicted, required the commitment to shaving a cul-de-sac through my lock.
The myths about Vincent van Gogh and his ear incident vary widely and no doubt are all untrue. As such, I crawled into the heart of the legendary artist to learn his true motivations on that night in Arles, France with his blustering painter pal Paul Gauguin.
The results are held secret amongst the Black velvet painting clad walls of the Waldorf Hotel.
While I am no Daniel Day Lewis, I do go “method” when needed… Specifically, when absinthe-spiked hot toddys are needed to crawl into hearts of darkness to discover the lust for life of Vincent van Gogh. The eyes hold all the secrets.
Halloween, Vancouver, circa 2011?
Let’s bring some brothers into the mix… This shot features Dan as a convict though we all played the role at one time or another, James as a stylized first nations/coeur du bois/pirate character of some imagined sort … While brother Bob and I are ready to hop into Kenworth and Peterbilt respectively to hit the open road with CB radios. 10-4 good buddies and cheer up little clown Anders – it’s all gonna be ok.
My appreciation of both pigs and superpowers rolls on with a character aptly called “Super Pig” – diligently assembled and sewn by a budding craftsman. Alas the diligence of attempted nuance was slightly compromised again by yet another pair of specs.
Brother Dan seems quite comfortable in the convict suit, James is clowning around and Bob… Well Bob seems to be wearing a coat and pants #Understated