This photo…. Man , for the most part, reflects who I am, Today and who I was then. By 5ys old I’d made I had already made up my mind and started building my own archetype of the kind of man I wanted to be. In this photo I was well on my way.. I’m about 12 here ! Yes, that’s my younger, “crazier” brother Jason about to shoot me point-blank. Most likely aiming for my eye!!! I still wear camouflage, and military is a significant part of my aesthetic. The farm life is has a way of teaching you to survive , nature is as they say unforgiving. You really have to live with nature as she is gonna do as she pleases. I grew up in a town of just 256 people. About 80% of the town lived at the poverty level, while 18% were below poverty. The remaining 2% was split between the ultra-wealthy and the extremely impoverished. Guess which group I fell into. In the beginning, we didn’t have running water, heat, or reliable electricity. Touching the electrical box was like playing a high-stakes game ...