I’m moving out of my apartment on Saturday. I don’t really feel like talking about it. But as I was taking stuff off my walls tonight, I decided to look up the artist who did five of the six pieces I’ve had hanging on my walls for two-plus years.
It turns out Mike Vensel has gone from painting to fashion and photography. I can’t say I care for any of his photographs (ooh, svelte, scantily-clad sixteen-year olds!) but I suppose it’s nice to see that he’s made a name for himself in the fashion industry.
Oh, who am I kidding. I’m totally fucking disappointed. But I sure am glad to have his decade-old starter pieces.