Before I wrote it,
I shot it.
i was a journalist with a camera long before i was a founder with a deck. berlin squats, nepali hill towns, thar desert portraits, the hand pumps of south punjab. i took the pictures the magazines wouldn't run — women who had opinions, walls that talked back, heat you could see.
the last cheap year of a city that talked back — tacheles, mauerpark, teufelsberg.
the sadhus who attend their own funerals, and the women’s festival that took me there.
portraits the fashion magazines wouldn’t print — and clothing that was always a document.
bicycle rallies past the fort. the hand pump that holds a street’s water. what the heat does.
pakistan’s first transgender model, shot when half the industry wouldn’t.
the cities i passed through with a camera and no plan.