Ferenc and István Ivanics walk the Earth like Cain from Kung Fu (but without the violence), and three years into their epic 6 year 9000 mile journey they drifted into Costa Rica. I spotted them while I was driving in Villareal and almost wrecked my car rubbernecking, trying to figure out if they were missionaries from a strange cult that tracked UFO’s into the jungle or perhaps something more sinister and bizarre.
I bought this guitar new in 1988, and every few years I photograph it. It is a reference for me, a litmus test of lighting and patience, and this shot was a really tough piece of camera work. I set the guitar up on a wooden block on top of some oiled black formica for a background and [...]