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My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

My little brother Thomas. You’ve been my little brother for 32 years. I am terribly mad at you right now but I love you and can only find it in my heart to forgive you. Like Cat Stevens sang “ I wish I knew, I wish I knew.” You were a shining light in this tough world and this complicated family.

I know the noise got too loud for you, but I wish you knew how many of us loved you and wanted you to stay. I know you had it rough from the get go, but you were always more than enough and you accomplished more than you thought you had. We were and will always be so proud of you.

Come visit me in owl form please. You were obsessed with them and I will tattoo one in your honor this week.

You were hilarious, full of energy and big ideas. You were a great author and I hope the world will get to know it. That was the most important thing for you: your writing.Especially your latest novel: “City of Birds.”

I woke up to this heart shattering news on Thursday while in Hawaiʻi —paradise — and suddenly felt like I was in hell, stranded and completely helpless… thrust into this new reality all who loved you now must endure.

No one should ever go through this and my heart goes out to all those who have.

Thomas, your last written words were “Mourir, cela n’est rien,” (“dying, that’s nothing”) quoting the Jacques Brel song our father Raymond used to always sing to us. But my little brother, you dying, just killed a part of me and everyone who knew and loved you. So that IS something!

I’ll hope to find you, someday, somewhere, over the rainbow. Until then, please flap your owl wings my way…

To our family, I love you all. I am sorry you have to endure this pain and that our lives will never be the same again. This is the part that angers me so… that he left us with this unrelenting grief. It feels so cruel but we will get through it together. Talk about Paris Blues… and now I’ll be on my way back there.

In loving memory of our dear brother, uncle, son, nephew, friend, teacher, and prolific author, Thomas Victor Bitton (October 26, 1993 - March 25, 2026)

You can take the road that takes you to the stars now…

🦉

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

“Photography has become a daily necessity that exercises both my mind and body. It is my therapy and maintains my sanity in a crazy, uncertain world. It is a duty. It is a meditation. I have the extreme fortune of traveling the world for work and I feel I must document every moment I can. No matter what circumstances I face, carrying my Leica M11 monochrom makes me feel whole. It has become an extension of my identity. The M is always a conversation starter. I’ve made good friends from these encounters.

My hero Gordon Parks called the camera his “choice of weapons.” I would say it’s the only sane weapon, allowing me to walk around for hours and capture life as a “fair witness”. I am deeply moved and inspired by the people I encounter and the moments I experience.

This collection of images was taken over the last few months using multiple lenses — from vintage 1930s to current models — during my travels in Budapest, Paris, Prague, Vienna, London, New York City, Jebel Fihrayn and home in Malibu this week.” - @candytman
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#leicacamerausa #leicalook #leicam11monochrom #leicam11 #misme

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

2025 was one for the books. Thanks to everyone who participated in a memorable year. Let’s outdo ourselves in 2026!

Happy new year!

First and film photos: @milesbittonphoto @leicacamerausa

@raye Last night at the @greek_theatre. The greatest show on earth!

@leicacamerausa @leica_camera

When brunch is on Thursday.

@netflixisajoke @tedsarandos @leicacamerausa

It is a true honor to have my work included in the new LEICA 100 book and exhibition. But what makes me the proudest is seeing @milesbitton’s name right next to mine as part of this great project. Along with so many incredibly talented friends (too many to tag them all).

In 2025, Leica celebrated its centenary worldwide—twelve galleries celebrated by pairing a Leica Hall of Fame winner with a contemporary talent. In May, Leica Gallery New York hosted an exhibition with Bruce Davidson and Sara Messinger.
To commemorate this milestone, we created the Leica 100—a special publication and exhibition featuring the most compelling photographs from our Centennial weekend celebration in the Meatpacking district of New York City.
You are invited to join us at Leica Gallery New York on May 28 for the opening of the exhibition and the launch of our publication.
As image-makers and visual storytellers, photographers did more than document the moment—they gave it meaning. Their photographs captured the emotion, the energy, and the spirit of the Leica community as we marked a century of excellence in photography.
Join us on May 28 to celebrate our beloved Leica Community as we continue toward the next 100 years.

Exhibit Dates
May 28 - June 28, 2026
Opening Reception
Thursday, May 28, 6 - 8 pm
Exhibition Hours
Leica Gallery New York is open Monday through Saturday, 10:00 AM – 6:00 PM, and Sunday from 12:00 PM – 5:00 PM.
Leica Store and Gallery Meatpacking District NYC
406 W 13th Street | New York, NY 10014

It is a true honor to have my work included in the new LEICA 100 book and exhibition. But what makes me the proudest is seeing @milesbitton’s name right next to mine as part of this great project. Along with so many incredibly talented friends (too many to tag them all).

In 2025, Leica celebrated its centenary worldwide—twelve galleries celebrated by pairing a Leica Hall of Fame winner with a contemporary talent. In May, Leica Gallery New York hosted an exhibition with Bruce Davidson and Sara Messinger.
To commemorate this milestone, we created the Leica 100—a special publication and exhibition featuring the most compelling photographs from our Centennial weekend celebration in the Meatpacking district of New York City.
You are invited to join us at Leica Gallery New York on May 28 for the opening of the exhibition and the launch of our publication.
As image-makers and visual storytellers, photographers did more than document the moment—they gave it meaning. Their photographs captured the emotion, the energy, and the spirit of the Leica community as we marked a century of excellence in photography.
Join us on May 28 to celebrate our beloved Leica Community as we continue toward the next 100 years.

Exhibit Dates
May 28 - June 28, 2026
Opening Reception
Thursday, May 28, 6 - 8 pm
Exhibition Hours
Leica Gallery New York is open Monday through Saturday, 10:00 AM – 6:00 PM, and Sunday from 12:00 PM – 5:00 PM.
Leica Store and Gallery Meatpacking District NYC
406 W 13th Street | New York, NY 10014

Dave Chappelle’s Pulling Up. Coming to Netflix is a Joke Fest in Los Angeles May 7-9. Tickets on sale at April 29 at 10am PT at netflixisajokefest.com @netflixisajoke

The heat is on!

An evening with the 🐐s.

@americanfilminstitute Life Achievement Award Tribute to Eddie Murphy. Tune in to @netflix May 31.

@leicacamerausa

The heat is on!

An evening with the 🐐s.

@americanfilminstitute Life Achievement Award Tribute to Eddie Murphy. Tune in to @netflix May 31.

@leicacamerausa

The heat is on!

An evening with the 🐐s.

@americanfilminstitute Life Achievement Award Tribute to Eddie Murphy. Tune in to @netflix May 31.

@leicacamerausa

The heat is on!

An evening with the 🐐s.

@americanfilminstitute Life Achievement Award Tribute to Eddie Murphy. Tune in to @netflix May 31.

@leicacamerausa

The heat is on!

An evening with the 🐐s.

@americanfilminstitute Life Achievement Award Tribute to Eddie Murphy. Tune in to @netflix May 31.

@leicacamerausa

What keeps someone creating, decade after decade?

On 9th May, Join Mathieu Bitton for an Irys online talk on keeping passion and curiosity alive -the two things that separate those who last from those who stop.

A master of his craft, Mathieu has spent years capturing some of the most iconic names in music, film and culture.

Book your place now (Link in bio)
Limited spaces available.

#photography #mathieubitton

What keeps someone creating, decade after decade?

On 9th May, Join Mathieu Bitton for an Irys online talk on keeping passion and curiosity alive -the two things that separate those who last from those who stop.

A master of his craft, Mathieu has spent years capturing some of the most iconic names in music, film and culture.

Book your place now (Link in bio)
Limited spaces available.

#photography #mathieubitton

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Dearly beloved… I haven’t been able to post or write anything since my brother took his own life but today I just honor an important anniversary. It was such a surreal and incredible honor to have ever been in Prince’s presence but until the day I met him, it was already a great honor to simply be alive at the same time as him. The @ruthlesdva phone calls about THE parties. The unreleased projects. The late night meetings that sometimes became bible study whether you liked it or not. The arguments about his catalog and legacy (“Ultimate Prince” WB project) where I succeeded to in removing tracks he didn’t want on there - which he greatly appreciated. Being escorted out of a Paris aftershow because I was dumb enough to stand in the front row with a beautiful friend - lesson learned. Meeting Dave Chappelle in the elevator of the @gansevoort hotel on the way to Prince’s rooftop show - a life changing moment.A conversation with Prince and @lennykravitz about the “Thieves in the Temple” of his own career and previous handlers. Quite sad. But then followed by a conversation about P & LK touring together. Man, I wish that had happened. Me giving P the @milesdavis “Bitches Brew: 40th Anniversary” box set and him saying “we need to do this with all my albums.” (There’s a longer, funnier story here). P asking to borrow my “Orfeu Negro” poster collection for 77 Beverly Park; me accepting and then instantly getting a call from Ruth saying “don’t do it! You’ll never see them again!” Thanks Ruth.
Meeting P’s car outside @accor_arena to walk him backstage to Lenny’s Bercy show and Thomas (🕊️) purposely standing in front of P because he thought it was so funny how small he was. That was Thomas. And now they’re both gone. 💔.

The first 3 pictures were the first projects I did in 2016 for @warnerrecords and the Prince Estate after P passed. The symbol was for the “4 Ever” project. The “Purple Rain” deluxe was gonna be foil and fabric. Also went unused. The rest are all from finished projects with a few personal gems thrown in.

The last frame is a note I wrote on the morning of 4/21/16 and found on my phone today.

Thank you @prince for a lifetime of memories and joy.

Join us for a live online talk with photography legend Mathieu Bitton on 9th May 2026.

Having photographed legends like Jim Carrey, Jay-Z and Lady Gaga and earned 3 Grammy Awards, Mathieu’s work is rooted in capturing the truth of a subject and a moment. His latest work with Dave Chappelle was also heavily featured in the Netflix special The Unstoppable.

Don’t miss your chance to take part - book now!

For pricing and booking, click the link in our bio.

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Join us for a live online talk with photography legend Mathieu Bitton on 9th May 2026.

Having photographed legends like Jim Carrey, Jay-Z and Lady Gaga and earned 3 Grammy Awards, Mathieu’s work is rooted in capturing the truth of a subject and a moment. His latest work with Dave Chappelle was also heavily featured in the Netflix special The Unstoppable.

Don’t miss your chance to take part - book now!

For pricing and booking, click the link in our bio.

#photography #celebrityphotographer #irysphotos #photoworkshop

First time I fell in love. I was the clown. She, the ballerina. Childhood Summer vacation at @clubmed in Marbella, Spain. My heart was pounding to Tchaikovsky’s Concerto No. 1 in B. I think @benjamintrigano was there laughing at me.

First time I fell in love. I was the clown. She, the ballerina. Childhood Summer vacation at @clubmed in Marbella, Spain. My heart was pounding to Tchaikovsky’s Concerto No. 1 in B. I think @benjamintrigano was there laughing at me.