Hedgie (aka Jack Albert Aldridge), 26, is a self-professed “indecisive skate bum,” film photographer, and zine maker. He's also cute, so we went out on 3 dates in 3 days after meeting. We didn’t hook up, but talked a lot about Larry Clark.
What makes you feel “well?”
I don’t want to be corny! Riding my skateboard down a hill — this is so wack — and going in between cars. Being childish in public.
What does "consciousness" mean to you?
Being a woke bae. No, I’m kidding. It means you’re switched on.
Being really indecisive. No, wait — my worst character flaw is being indecisive, but that has nothing to do with a vice. I’m quite debaucherous as a person — is that how you pronounce it? (It was.) So, somewhere between cigarettes and fucking.
Sex, then cigarettes…and charity shopping. You never know what the fuck you’re going to find. But I guess that’s more of a thrill than a pleasure.
Drug of choice?
I don’t know if it’s beer or coffee.
Favorite hangover food?
If I’m disgustingly hungover — the equivalent to a plastic bag on the street, completely useless — I’ll ease my way to the kitchen and make peanut butter and marmite on toast. My mom used to make it for me — not when I was hungover, when I was a kid — and she made it like no one else in the world. Well, she’s probably one of the only people who makes that in the world. But the way she does it, it’s art. It’s like a fucking Monet.
The Marmite’s gotta be on top, maybe a little butter underneath the peanut butter, if you wanna have a heart attack, and the peanut butter’s gotta be crunchy, of course. The disgusting kind, like Sun Pat. What’s the equivalent? …Skippy! It doesn’t work with the organic, no salt, fuck that. You need the Tesco Value kind. Make a cup of tea and drink it really slowly, otherwise you’ll throw the fuck up. Give it an hour, go back to sleep. And you’re good to go. Maybe that’s my biggest vice.
In June, I went to a book and zine fair my friend hosted called Feet First. I had only known him for 2 months, and we went to Milan and the fair was like, in this crazy squat, and I met, like, 50 of the most amazing people, and we all stayed together in the squat. We all showed work, we all went out and partied, we skated. Everyone just did what they needed to do. The people who did graffiti went out and painted, the skaters went skating, and everyone just fucking connected. And now I have 10 of my best friends, that I hang out with every day, from that. Crazy shit.
Today? (“No, generally speaking.”) One time I shat myself at a house party. And I left. Yeah, that’s probably the lowest low.
Best seduction tactic?
I tell girls that I have a baby dick. It’s tried and tested, and it works. It creates this, like, ambiguousness, and they’re thinking about your penis straight away. They don’t know if I’m joking or not.
Best advice for heartbreak?
I don’t know if I’ve ever had my heart broken. I don’t wanna be a dick, but no one’s ever broken up with me. But, I don’t know, I’ve got all these drawings I did after I broke up with my first girlfriend, and they’re the best drawings that I’ve ever done. I guess I channeled whatever that feeling was.
Do you like yourself?
I’m quite comfortable being me…I’m cute. *giggles*