What a fucking life. Seriously — a crazy fucking life. I’ve been reflecting way too much lately. Overthinking the past, replaying everything. This year, my goal is simple: let the past go and focus on what’s ahead.
When I started my photography journey, I had one clear mission — create the greatest body of work I possibly can while I’m here, and let it be judged after I’m gone. That’s it. No excuses. No shortcuts.
I joke that my life has been Sex, Drugs & Rock ’n’ Roll since I was ten — at artist talks, in interviews, with friends. It sounds insane, but it’s not far from the truth. I was listening to rock music and flipping through Playboy at ten. The drugs didn’t show up until the ’80s, but when they did… yeah, I had my fun.
I’ve always believed you need at least one of the three to be happy. There were moments when I had all three — and life was pretty damn great. Through it all, I worked hard. I did my best. And I always made sure to have fun — but only after the work was done. That’s been my RULE forever: work first, play later. It’s never failed me.
One day I need to write the book. Make the documentary. Tell the real stories. Or better yet — finally do the retrospective I’ve dreamed of.
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