Boy oh boy.

let’s talk about what it’s like to have such a smooth, buttery, scrumtrulescent pre-production and shoot only to come up against absolute shite in post. holy moly. this feeling right here is the stuff murderous rampages are made of.

i knew, though. i knew. right around the time we started photography, i had the feeling that it was the end that would get us. and it is. it has. just not in the way we expected.

wish me well. wish me scotch.