I just finished ordering the last batch of 5×7 inkjet prints of the images that I’m considering for inclusion in my forthcoming photo book on heroin addiction. I received the first batch of 85 prints this past week, and have been spreading them out into small groups, and seeing what order certain photos should go in. There’s something about holding and viewing real prints – real prints of real people… pain, sorrow, cold; cold winds, cold soul, oh horror! oh horror! of cold concrete floors…
Please, don’t ever, ever do heroin. The consequences are just too horrific.