Thursday, March 02, 2006
"I try. Lord, how I try."
There is this guy, Mick, who binds freaking books for a living. He's got a dog, a motorcycle, every piece of photographic equipment ever invented, and a million demonic toys. They are the toys that nightmares are made of, if ummm...you know, you just had nightmares about toys. He uses them brilliantly and I hate him for burning them into my brain.
Every now and then when looking at his blog, I think, 'Hey! That's SIMPLE! I could do that!' If, you know, only I had some little toys from an insane asylum, some camera gear from a small private German collection, and the eye of a genius. That's all I need.
Check out the evil bastard if you haven't already. And leave a comment. He hates that.