Mitch Coleborn In words and pictures, Sumbawa, Indo
You want intimacy? How about this front-row vista of Mitch-y C mid-revolution. Ain’t it everything you need? But don’t think it comes easy! “The amount of shit you go through to get a good photo these days is heavy,” says the photographer Tom Carey. “Four flights, one of them sketchy as fuck, all to find […]
You want intimacy? How about this front-row vista of Mitch-y C mid-revolution. Ain’t it everything you need? But don’t think it comes easy! “The amount of shit you go through to get a good photo these days is heavy,” says the photographer Tom Carey. “Four flights, one of them sketchy as fuck, all to find an empty wave. You literally fly to the ends of the earth to surf with no one out. Mitch was pretty giddy this day after letting loose the night before with the usual antics. A monkey mask, BB gun and Roman candles were part of the festivities. Let’s just say I think the extra juice in his system let his inhibitions fly.”
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