"LOWLIFE: Sleazy motels, stretch marks and Crack whores abound in this photographic memoir by Scot Sothern. He picked them up in the street and would photograph them in motels, sometimes having sex with them afterwards. There is a whiff of mortality about it all."
PEPPER
"There is no moon, no stars, no ceiling, just black from the ground up. Pepper takes my hand and leads me down a path I can't see and up a bushy hill underneath the Hollywood Freeway. A few yards away, burning tobacco, floating red fireflies, low moans and evil spells. People who I can't see, vampires and werewolves. Somebody barks like a dog, he says, Bark bark motherfucker.Six yards above me cars are flying by, hissing like snakes at ninety miles an hour. I'm high on drugs, crack cocaine, which at this moment, I highly recommend.
Pepper knows the inhabitants of this impromptu cemetery. She knows the route around the gravestones and dead-ends. Somebody flips their Bic and I see the painted backdrop of my dreams. I tell Pepper, Go thataway. Pepper consults me regarding wardrobe and we decide she should open her shirt, expose her breasts, and pull her pants down. When I hit the shutter the flash is brilliant and beautiful and Pepper is a vision of innocence and purity. "
http://www.scotsothern.com
http://www.scotsothern.com
http://www.scotsothern.com
^this is really sincerely fascinating
I cant wrap my head around it. there is just so much to take in.
he did a good job of capturing this lifestyle.
The photos are good but the stories that go with them are better.
