A few weeks ago someone introduced me to Dash Snow's photography which I found so visceral and compelling. Photography is always so staged, contrived.. even photojournalism. Snow's urban Polaroids from a twentysomething skaterpunk's perspective of sex, drugs and rock'n'roll in the big city is aesthetically nostalgic and surprisingly 'real'. I think that's what makes his work so fascinating. We involve ourselves in these socially frowned upon things and experiences, but rarely document them. He's badass, with a sprinkle of taboo. Unfortunately he passed away this week. Judging by his photo's, he had a hell of a life, made the best of his time here and left behind a compelling body of work.
R.I.P. Dash Snow.
[photo source: tinyvices]