Richard Biedul shot by Greg Lewis in the Lower East Side earlier this month.
I don’t know about anybody else, but I’m sick of over-produced photos of pretty young boys with full lips and flawless skin staring blankly at the camera. It’s boring. 17 year olds being anything other than 17 years old is boring. No life experience is boring. Adults projecting a stylized version of adulthood on a non-adult is boring. That’s why when you see a photo like this one above, it works on so many levels. You can relate to it. Here’s a dude in his 30s who has obviously lived life, sitting on a balcony lost in his own thoughts. Sure he’s a model and he and Greg were shooting that day, but this frame was captured at a break between shots, when Greg just happened to see him sitting there taking a moment to himself. There’s something honest about a photo like this and it evokes a feeling you’ll never get from some kid in the latest Givenchy looking at you from the pages of a magazine. I wanna see more where this came from.