The youth photographed here represent the coming of age process correlating in perfect harmony with the rebellious party monster. In these adolescent years we run around like chickens without heads apprehensive of opportunities. Coming from hippie villages to the mountains in twain we’ve seem to have accumulated in the slums of New York with one goal… to make our obsessions yours. I vowed to capture the essence of my cultures existence. My goal was to capture all the small moments that add up to our individual personas, in our most free and delirious states. Where we rid ourselves of the ego and let impulse drive our actions. This, I believe is our purest sate.