PHELAN by CHRISTOPHER LANGE
Phelan and I have known each other for a long time. 7 years, actually. We don’t see each other that often due to the fact that we have gone to different universities, but it’s always great to get the old crew from high school together to have fun. Last night he had a party at his place, and I shot this photograph as things were winding down.
He was totally exhausted, and was standing outside watching the stragglers stagger back to their tents and cars to sleep.
“I’m so fucking tired, man.”
I took a sip of my beer and agreed that it had been a hell of a night, but that it was totally worth it.
“There’s empty chairs up by the fire, lets go chill for a minute.”
We walked up to the fire pit and struck up a conversation with the few others that were still sitting there.