accidentally on purpose

I have one photo of you from when we were twelve/thirteen years old- it was a Halloween party and you were dressed up as a punk-zombie; Offspring t-shirt ripped to shreds on your skinny chest- as hardcore as a twelve year old can hope to be. You're wearing a Jesus cross around your neck though...evidence that you didn't entirely think through your pseudo-anarchic look.

In the photo I'm standing with my friends and you're standing behind me on a table flipping-off the camera (you were so hardcore). I think you and your cousin ambushed the photo. I was upset when you did, now I'm relieved because it is the only photo I have of you and I together.


We never took one photo together in our adult lives.
Accidentally on purpose.
It's as it should be.


I remember you were growing your beard at one stage and you said you wanted a photo of my combing it; that's as far as we ever came to chronicling "us".




Adrian Ghenie