Quick preview of ETP’s newest publication Mr Class. Will be released at the Unseen Photo Fair in Amsterdam this week!
It is overwhelming to see a project which began five years ago completed. I’m proud to present:
Last weekend I got to visit my friend Hermann Lohss in Tübingen, where he keeps his large collection of photobooks. It was a complete playground for me (and a 30th birthday gift) to be able to go through his library. Hermann has been supporting ETP since the very beginning. We met at the first fair I ever attended as a book seller and have kept in contact ever since. I am always delighted to see his latest finds and trade flea market stories. Check out his online store, where you can browse titles from his 30+ year old collection.
Found this on an old memory card. I walked past someone’s house in Nashville with my audio recorder and documented this rock out, years ago.
I’m heading to the US on Saturday. Bringing with me some copies of this guy. If you live in the US and want one, you can pre-order one today or tomorrow and I’ll address it to you on the typewriter.
$20, includes postage
Made this for my friend Bucky Miller. It’s on it’s way to AZ.
I could not see him at all,
all I seen
was corner of his bed,
corner of his box spring,
and corner of his bed frame,
and the cord going from his tv
to his cable wire,
that was all I seen.
I asked my father in law to go grab me a shovel
and I jumped in the hole and just started digging for him,
and digging for him.
And then the cop,
a cop came and snatched me out of the hole,
cause they said it was unstable;
the ground was still falling,
the concrete was still falling,
and I think that cop saved my life
no one’s doing nothing to save my brother’s life.
How deep was the hole when you were in it?
It was over my head,
it was about up to my chin.
All I want for Christmas