...and it featured photographs from the summer Ryan spent in a van driving around the country with a bunch of kids, getting naked, running all over beautiful landscapes and taking photos of them celebrating their youth. I loved 'em.
But by the time I got there, the place was dead. Right after I walked in the door, Ryan and Amy K. showed up (they'd had a mellow evening and decided to rally late as well!)
And then Ryan made art. (I'll end up getting a few laughs and a couple of high-fives. Ryan will probably sell his photo of this for lots of money. Holy crap, did I make a wrong turn somewhere. Hahaha).
Check out my ghetto Photoshop compositie for comparison. Creepy, right? (We've been trying to get them together for a real photo together but we're afraid the world might end if they touch). One of these guys is the youngest photographer to have a solo show at the Whitney. The other has an awesome web site that's main distinction is that it's updated even less frequently than mine! Can you guess who's who?
