Concrete, Beats & Bad Influence
Last night at Valmoor I learned two things.
First: always read the invite twice and assume every tiny hint matters. Second: if you miss the point, the correct response is to panic and start buying things. Which, to be fair, is already my default strategy.
The theme this week had something to do with walls, concrete, demolition and general structural misbehavior. This information only fully landed in my brain roughly five minutes before things kicked off, which is exactly enough time to panic, shop somewhere questionable, and return dressed in something OSHA would probably file paperwork about.
When I arrived, it turned out I wasn’t alone… creatively. Hard hats everywhere. Tools. Safety vests worn with a level of enthusiasm that suggested safety was not, in fact, the priority. Because Valmoor doesn’t really need much guardrails. Give people a theme and they will build a world around it, then immediately start breaking it again. Which is what happened.
DJ Lio handled the demolition from the booth, dropping beats like controlled explosions while the rest of us got to work grinding, drilling, plumbing and plastering our way through the night. It was loud, chaotic, slightly ridiculous and exactly the kind of energy I needed.
The vibe was real, the temperature high, and the frame rate… well… let’s just say my camera and I had a disagreement about working conditions. It kept sending me home for new batteries, which I suspect was telling me things were getting out of hand. So the photo set is smaller than usual. Less careful selection, more recurring faces.
But honestly, those faces were doing epic things anyway.
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