Youth is wasted on the young
This was when i was 22 or 23. My friend Maris on the left. We had lunch last week. I’m sure I thought my hair would last forever.

This was when i was 22 or 23. My friend Maris on the left. We had lunch last week. I’m sure I thought my hair would last forever.



My surgeon told me to keep the bandages on my nose to remind me to not get in any barroom brawls. Otherwise, it’s healing perfectly.






I borrowed the underwear from a friend to spice up the picture. Good call, if I do say so myself!

Limited edition, signed and numbered, archival prints will be available shortly. I am still determining print and editions sizes. Please write if interested in one.