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banshee's Journal

The Sausage King of Chicago
Once upon a time, I was embroiled in the fashion photography world. I went to parties. I brunched. I rode the F with a paper cup of bodega coffee between my knees.

The rest is a blur. Somewhere along the way I got married. Got pregnant at sea. Realized I missed trees and disposable income.

Suddenly I found myself living behind a sheep farm in upstate New York with a husband, a first grader, and a toddler new, super hot husband, a teenager, and precocious 3rd grader.
It's nice here.
I like to think of it as my subversive suburban experiment.

Portrait of the artist and his mother