kill'em all 6/6/08
This is Jamie. Jamie’s father Dan lived in the same building as me. He said that he had been some kind of consultant but had gotten into coke and eventually lost his career and then his family before he bottomed out. He hardly ever saw Jamie who was growing up on the other side of town watching his mother fuck a progressively longer list of upwardly mobile corporate types.
i used to tack polaroids to the door of my apartment which i changed every week or so. One day Dan told me he was going to have Jamie the next Saturday and asked if i’d be willing to photograph him. i said sure and later made him a nice 8 x 10 which he said he liked but soon after that he stopped talking to me,
i’ve moved since then but i remember during the moments i spent photographing Jamie that i asked him what he was interested in. He told me he wanted to become president. There’s no doubt in my mind that given the chance that kid would push the botton.