here we go again. it’s fall time of the year and all the sweaters and jackets are now polluting my mind. jason built the set (or cut it out from various chain link fences around the studio) i brought the clothes, slapped on some makeup and we got ready to work. we later burnt the set out back (in case the fire department gets a hold of this post, please note that the proof as to who is responsible is in the pictures…). it went up in flames instantaneously and within seconds nothing but ashes remained, it was a little sad but so very dramatic at the same time. is it considered arson when we destroyed the home of what seemed like thousands of bugs? how is it that i feel guilty even when i feel spiders crawling all over my body hours after sitting in the midst of that jungle? who here, was violated after all?! in retrospect, we would probably not do it again. i’m going to have nightmares about this for the rest of time. i have been promised the final images by the end of the week, as to the legitimacy of that promise we just have to wait and see.