Depression is a human issue... Many artists have expressed theirs in their work, and in portrait photographer Edward Honaker‘s case it led him to this series of self-portraits. 

“When I was making the portfolio, I asked myself if I was the kind of person whom others would feel comfortable coming to if they were going through a difficult time and needed someone to talk to. Truthfully, at the time, I don’t think I was. I’ve still got quite a ways to go, but the whole experience made me a lot more patient and empathetic towards others.” 

the Husband and the 100 boyfriends

... ... ... She is there, I am here, and all my ex-boyfriends who used to date me there are also here. Aaron. Adam. Akihiko. Alejandro. Anders. Andrew. Those are just the As.

My 100 ex-boyfriends and I hang out every day. We get into the Porsche 911 Turbo S, bunching into it as if it were a clown car, and drive down roads and boulevards, hills and canyons, palm frond-strewn avenues and parking garages of shopping malls. Geoff drives. The city sprawls out endlessly. Bougainvillea the color of bruises grow across people’s fences. Sometimes, a bamboo grove. Sometimes, a cemetery. Sometimes, a free clinic devoted to the removal of burst capillaries. The sun hits our faces, our eyes squint in the light, our hair billows in the wind.

On the Husband’s credit card account: 101 burgers at Umami Burger, 101 admission tickets to the Getty, 101 Golden Milks at Moon Juice. We go shopping. We go to Barneys. We go to Koreatown. We go to Urth Café to do some light reading. ... ... ...

The Husband is a resting place. He is a chair. Sometimes I drape myself over him and I get the physical comfort of not being alone. I can feel it any time I want; mostly Saturday nights, mostly Sunday mornings. But the times when I need it most are the early evenings when I feel like I am dissolving. During this time, my ex-boyfriends scatter, and the Husband and I go somewhere for dinner. ... ... ...

 great funky short-story by Ling Ma continues @ Granta


DIFFUSION from Kouhei Nakama on Vimeo

why can't humans have patterns on their skin... oh but you have a soul do not complain... oh but we want more always more exterior beauty above all... oh yes we do