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Deborah Sussman at her home in Los Angeles
Untitled, from études
S P R I N G / S U M M E R 2012 Lookbook online now Shot by Soohang Lee Featuring artist Caris Reid
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Office mate
The first pictures I took this year,
back before the series of massive uprising, massive earthquake + tsunami, when Nate Dogg and Liz Taylor were still alive.
Germany, 2006
Once at a dinner, I met a young photographer who was going to drive to an abandoned Soviet-era asylum outside of Wannsee the next day. And I readily accepted his invitation to ride along.
There were piles of papers with Cyrillic scribbles thrown around everywhere, and the wallpaper with small, fading, floral patterns were peeling off the walls. It was beautiful. I grew up in a place where land is scarce and the people are obsessed with modernization- meaning no structure gets left to decay, so this environment was completely alien. I had forgotten all about these dusty contact scans, until a friend just mentioned that he will be visiting a deserted castle in upstate this weekend.
I still think of that car ride with him, driving through Berlin suburbs, looking at weird yard displays and listening to German rock radio. I never knew why he wanted to invite me along. Not having much in common, our car ride was mostly quiet but pleasant. All I learned about him was that he had just finished his studies in Berlin, and was going to pursue a Master program at the Bauhaus school, and that I liked his face so much that I tried to photograph it all day but failed.