A few years back I had an idea (which happens a lot, but is not always executed) that involved photography + tiger masks. I remember getting on ebay at about 2am and securing 20 tiger masks to be shipped to my front door. What I didn't realize was that when I purchased the 20 I somehow entered 2 into the quantity. I'm not the greatest at math, but soon realized that 20x2=40. What am I to do with FORTY tiger masks? I couldn't be bothered with the zillion hoops one has to jump through to return something to ebay, AND by the time I got the masks, the initial excitement about them fizzled out and they ended up in my closet. Sad. But true. (That may explain why I have a button maker, bead-dazzler, screen printing devices, more books than I could actually read, and a sewing machine) When I remembered that I had them, I took them to a Christmas party at Joseph's house and still have some sweet polaroids from that. I then slowly incorporated them into other people's lives. Sam and Atsu have one in their studio. Jason tweeted about them. I threw some in the prop bin for our photo booth setup at weddings, used one in an ad, took a photo of Derrick Braziel with one on, gave one to Zayd and Daya, and even kept one in my car for a while. Most people are starting to recognize them as part of my life. And I like that.
ANYWAY. I was with my brother Derek (actually one year on Christmas) when I passed the best blue wall ever. I pulled over and made him model the tiger mask. He was super mad about the whole ordeal and very uncooperative, but I ended up loving the photo.