Unpublished Coffee Table Books: The Unpublished Fifth Edition
When I first got a camera no matter what I pointed it at the only thing I could take pictures of was the future. Specifically, my future in which a 78-year-old version of me ran screaming down the streets of Boca, naked except for what appeared to be a makeshift peacock tail. Then I learned other people were having the same problems. Soon it became apparent that these “future shots” were part of Kodak’s last-ditch effort to remain if not relevant then at least frighteningly compelling in the photography market. Alas, the company filed for bankruptcy, the cameras were seized by creditors and I went back to taking the present-day photos that made up the first unpublished coffee table book collection, followed by a second, a third, a fourth and now this, proving once more that corporate intrigue and dark magic can only prevent someone from making an ass out of himself for so long.