Some behind-the-scene photos on set with Los Angeles based photographer Easton Schirra and popstar Junius Frey.
Life goes by so quickly sometimes and while there are instances where letting go is the best thing you can do, I still feel there is so much you should hold close and never let go of. We are constantly reminded to leave the past behind and live today like its our last, or other such motivational this and that, but hearing it gets tiresome after a while. Our minds gloss over advice amid our busy digital lives and being social within this weird new definition of the word where you don’t actually have to be with anyone to be social. This or we take this kind of life advice to heart and become so desperate to connect with our inner selves that we end up getting lost in the very act of trying. This makes it harder to feel much honest connection with notable moments in our lives and by the time we realize how great life has been it’s already passed us by. I always remind myself not to forget every moment I am alive I am graced with something undeniably beautiful if i look closely enough and pay attention. Both in times of unbearable joy or times of hardship and struggle.
Junius Frey // Los Angeles
Meet Junius Frey, from the Glitter Manifesto itself:
a world sourced from a young boy’s dream.
desperate to be his own man. desperate to be yours. he leads a defiant crusade for the salvation of pop music. a messiah, compelled to inspire communities unloved.
the glamorized poster child for unrequited intimacy, pin him up. he’s filled with dark yet innocent obsessions to control his muse, while disastrously pining to become one himself. ironic, it’s today’s young love everlasting.
at night we’re provocateurs of the party: unintended victims of 21st century media culture, and consequentially, cutting edge youth perpetually crying for attention. can you blame us? we’re shameless, and sadly, still fameless.
but not for long.
because that’s hollywood for you, baby– rich in high class whores, gorgeous social climbers, fashionable fakes, glitter puffs and stuff. it’s no big deal, but we’re here. existing only to fulfill this delusional destiny. the future, I call it.
It doesn’t matter who we are. We’ll be who we want to be,
even if it kills us.
Decided to upload some photos I took a while back from Folsom St Fair in San Francisco. It was my first time attending this year and I have to say it was all very much a spectacle, to say the very least. Had a ton of fun being in such a wild environment with great company. Aren’t Emily and Alex just darling in their festive costumes? Cheers to them. I’m definitely going to keep a look out for some leather goods to wear to next year’s event.