So, finally I am back from the great Denver... a lot of shit happened. What I would like to talk about during this update is something that is...well, very personal.
These images are of my friend, my dear friend, Irene. She works at this amazing little place in Denver called Sputniks as a manager. She is amazing there and a very hard worker. She is kind and sweet and just amazing with people, and she can make mad drinks. For those people who live in the Denver area, go visit her. The area itself is fucking amazing. I loved it down there. I arrived in town on Thursday and left today (Sunday) and I spent time down there on Friday, Saturday and today. I could seriously spend a ton of time down there.
But here is the dear Irene.
So here is the deal. I have known here like 14 years...strictly internet, up until this weekend. It was our first face to face, and it has been fucking amazing. I was supposed to photograph her for the We Are All We Have Tonight film project, which I did. However, there was a LOT of old emotions that were there, at least on my side. She refused to tell me if there was any on there on her side (because she is in a long term relationship and is having a lot of emotional issues right now according to her) but damn. I had the time of my year with her, and we did end up making out a little bit. I feel bad about it for several reasons, but then again I don't. I have been dealing with a lot issues myself, shit that I am getting tired of (like I was gone from Thursday to Sunday and nothing was done, no laundry [Sam wore dirty clothes to work tonight because she didn't do laundry...], no dishes, no nothing...to start with) and I didn't want to leave Denver. I got to meet The Enigma.
The time with her was amazing. Emotions ran wild like I said. Was it really that bad or was it not that bad? I even asked her if it was okay prior, and she said yes...I don't know what to do. Maybe I shouldn't really worry about it. Let me know...tell me what you think please. I really really really do like Irene, a lot...and regardless of anything else, I feel that she feels the same, regardless of the 531 miles between us.
More photos to come within the next few days.
Sorry about the quality of the photo. It was taken on my phone, by my son, who is not a photographer.
