recovered this footage from a friend of a friend's camera, strangely it was shot at 120 fps. I did not plan to ever use it, since the quality is so degraded, but I felt inspired, and in a way this piece is a small goodbye to last summer.
Two nights before these photographs were taken, I danced with the most charming fellow at the Standard in Hollywood. The morning these photographs were taken, a drug-addict living in a Winnebago broke into my car to steal my make-up bag with cat-print-fabric and Canon DLSR Camera, lenses, batteries and around 20GB of video footage and photographic memories. The camera and make-up bag with cat-print-fabric were recovered later that evening after the LAPD tracked the thief down. We all find ourselves falling in and out of love moment to moment. A strange and lovely prelude to moving to Los Angeles.