An artist can either H.U.M.P. (Hawk Unnecessary Magic & Prettiness) or K.I.S.S. (Keep It Simple Stupid). Photographer Andrew B. Myers is a K.I.S.S.er — and a good one at that.
Myers is a complex minimalist; an awesome oxymoron existing in human form. His work is a pure stream of conscious made golden by a endearingly sarcastic sense of humor.
Myers is a suave court jester who never reveals his punchlines too soon. Playing off of pop cynicism and playful innovation, Myers’ work refreshes our appreciation for photography by simply going back to the basic. He leaves just you, the photo and its main idea stark naked in a room with no windows and what ensues is a comfortable menage that leaves the audience enriched and satisfied. Feel free to have a cigarette afterwards.