This was slipped between the pages of a book I dug out of a thrift store. More compelling than the book itself.

Two and a half weeks of 14-hour days, with a lot of waiting for the right light and mad dashes to capture it. We occasionally give in to sweet insanity. Mike’s gaping maw, Adam’s crabclaw septum piercing, Diana in curls, Lara on wheels, Anna shows me the love, and I pass it on to Sasquatch.

Nocito shot it sitting down. He’s that good.

Yes, we actually made huge pixeltype from 150 giftwrapped boxes. In an icerink. Never let anyone tell you an idea’s too crazy.

Mike had this idea to shoot Dan with a flimsy paper moustache. A dignified look that spawned a ‘Stache Wall that became an officewide project. I dressed mine up with plaid and a Travis Bickle stare.