Brian Kennedy

The Family Portrait

I have a thing against confident men. Don’t get me wrong—I do not hate them. I am just amazed by their sheer arrogance. To look life in the face and turn it to stone, Medusa-like. To smile at a camera and not be fazed by the lights flashing millisecond by millisecond. To wear jewelry and not fear that it will slip from sweat on their wrists, their necks, or their fingers.