Blue. Brother Blue. I’ve know this man longer then I have had boobs. Former flatmates and lifesaver. He has saved the life of my car more times then I can count. He has been a kind friend when I needed one the most. He has nursed me back to health and given me strength when I was unable to find any myself. He is grand of heart, generous and gentle. He is a good man. Bluey and I haven’t lived together in some time and we don’t... Read More
Lee Sandwith’s photographic homage to the tattoos and lives of her mates.