Jef Bredemeier
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I’m an artis that began with painting. That led me into photography and later on film, but writing has always been the crank that got the motor started. Everything comes from the conversation you have with the page.
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Haircut & Cigarette
I had a bunch of stupid little things to do that day. It was the kind of day that doesn’t belong to you and for some reason it was creeping under my skin. I decided, abruptly on my way out the front door, that I wasn’t going to do it, any of it. Instead, I chose to get a haircut. My friend once told me that a hair cut and a new pair of shoes will make a new man. I’ve got those expensive boots that last a lifetime so I don’t need new shoes, but at least I can get half-way there and feel a bit of dapper breeze on my neck. I remember thinking, I’m confiscating the day; I’m taking it back from the mundane. The barbershop is one of those sacred sort of endeavors. I usually cut my own hair, but every once in a while l like to get a clean slate from the professional, Geom. It’s relaxing to sit under the drape and listen to all the chattering and buzzing of the blades. Also, at some point you always get a good laugh at a barbershop.
By Jef Bredemeier5 years ago in Humans
