Gregg Segal tells us what it was like to take these absolutely bananas photos.
They are all fools and nou-choi in a sense; none of them have the sense to confront the master.
I'd find myself riding a bus with a friend's giant face on the side of it—a disconcerting feeling.
A public shaming and its aftermath
The view from the top floor was as expected — far less grand than it would have been from the Empire State Building, but nothing less typical
How much a desire for exhibitionism is behind the preference for glass structures in a big city, where lights often let in more eyes than one required?
The thought of enlarging muscles or changing the size and shape of any part on my body has never crossed my mind
I swear to this.
Even if those ghosts were ourselves, from four years ago.
I woke up afraid.