Not too long ago, I had a dream Josh Tillman of Father John Misty and I were sat outside the darkroom of my Stanford film photography class deep in conversation waiting for our prints to dry. He was dressed in all white, a solid six inches shorter than myself, and never took off his sunglasses. The details of our conversation have dissolved, like most details of dreams.
A couple nights ago I got to spend some more time with Father John Misty and my camera; this time on the White Oak Music Hall lawn. Check out the shots below.