I bought this book in the summer of 1998, shortly before moving to Bloomington, Indiana.
In fact, I ordered it online and had it shipped to Bloomington, only for it to get there before I got there. A friend had to pick it up from the UPS warehouse and keep it for me – which was embarrassing on many levels: first, it’s a big ask; second, I was tiptoeing out of the closet and I wasn’t sure I was ready to tell her. (It turns out that she already knew.)
Since acquiring the book, I have looked at it rarely: it turns out that I’m not the type of guy who looks at books of photographs all that often. In fact, I have a number of these books, many of which I’ve only looked at once and are, otherwise, now on display to visitors, a message about my pretentiousness and/or love of naked men.
The book is still for sale – Amazon USA lists it for $20, albeit published in 2015. Mine is copyrighted 1998. It would be interesting to see what additions and subtractions were made between the two editions.
During the Covid-19 crisis, I am going to try and make a point of writing a blog post about an object in my home.
We’ll see how long this lasts.
OMG lol