A small town in Georgia is where Brandon started out, playing about with hand-me-down cameras and finding himself having to manipulate and position his unconvinced friends into his compositions. Brandon later found himself part of a more creative circle that was just as weird, if not weirder than he, thanks to his close friend Ashley Romero – said circle was none other than Awful Records. Rich Po Slim officially asked Brandon to be part of the Atlanta hip-hop collective in New York and before he knew it, he was shooting Father, Playboi Carti and Keith Charles Spacebar on the Cry $$$ Tour, which he described to us as “easily the funniest” month of his life. That’s easy to believe when you watch his vlogs documenting everything from Carti and Ian Connor’s rapturous rappor, to all kinds of Slug Christ shenanigans.
Lately, Brandon’s been travelling alone, of course documenting his travels with his trusty camera but he’s committed himself to old-school film, shunning the ease of the digital process for the time being. After all, he tells us, “nothing beats the feeling of getting back a roll with some real gems on it”. The photographer spoke to us about everything from his process and the emotion that a mere photograph can evoke, to how older photographers getting mad about new waves of artists is like Gucci Mane being mad at the hundreds of trap rappers who came after him because they “stole/reinvented his style”.