Max Feinstein

April photo dump.

Some of the most memorable and meaningful experiences occurred where photography was explicitly prohibited

36 got off to profoundly humbling and challenging start with the passing of an incredibly important friend and the personal and professional situations in the wake of this tragedy that forced me to stand on who I fundamentally am. I learned myself capable of far more backbone and dignity in the face of these challenges than I may have thought myself capable of, and on the heels of these situations and the momentum of my warpath for my physical health I was able to remain creative. I published a remixed EP, a second EP of covers and instrumental guitar, and found my way to Nashville to record an album’s worth of material in addition to what I have been working on at home. I also produced, recorded, and performed with others while navigating all of that while enjoying additional pro audio work.

6 months ago I was fasting in a subzero Minnesota on the eve of my elbow surgery. There was no way I could pass up having it on my half birthday, and it represented a significant amount of effort and strategizing to find myself at the best hospital in the country with the best elbow surgeon in the world and simply because the previous 5 or 6 surgeons I had spoken to saw me as above their ability. After 20 years of elbow issues with little to show for my efforts beyond a career built on desperation and spite until I went under Dr. Morrey’s knife and it’s not much of a stretch to consider getting myself to that moment as one of the most significant accomplishments of my life if not the most significant to date.

I savor my passions with deeper appreciation and strive to bring higher levels of quality and ability to everything I strive to do. My inner life is richer and possesses a higher degree of quiet joy and fulfillment than I could have ever imagined for myself and for that I am grateful.

Thank you to everyone who had a hand in making 36 into a year of significant progress and perspective.

📷 CourTney Collins

Been spending some time mending and perhaps haven’t communicated much as an artist l, but here’s some bullet points

3 months ago I went to the and had about 20 years of built up gunk and gravel removed from my elbow in an effort to reduce pain/inflammation and smooth out the arc of the joint.

The gunk was old blood and tainted synovial lining.
The gravel was a mixture of old, calcified blood, and fragments of bone and cartilage from my elbow that wore away over years of hemophilic episodes.

I got this appointment after 4 or 5 other surgeons in my home state said they could not improve my quality of life, and worked tirelessly to get this squared away once I had a glimpse of any solution.

I’m not fixed, but I’m way better than I’ve been in a long time and I’m excited to continue testing my new capabilities

Life is full of fun happenstance sometimes.

This photo was taken by a Welshman visiting his son and I got to know the pair shortly after they told me they had taken the photo. He said the composition between myself and was beautiful.

I love accents and people from other countries in general and was grateful for a conversation that was all at once cheeky and and surprisingly affirming and validating on all sides.