Aaron Hawks: “Timeless records of sexual noir”
Wednesday, December 21st, 2005Some of my nights used to start like his work: getting inside of that perfect peeled paint & wallpaper known to anyone who’s been out wandering in abandoned, off-limits locales. Then behind that parted door, that empty window, there’s a woman in fur and rubber looking right at me. Dark haired, dark-hearted. She’s as doomed […]