Casey Spooner

We first met Casey Spooner at Adam Kimmel's studio in Chelsea. An ornate antique chair had just arrived from France, and Casey sat in it, still in the crate, as if it were a throne. He knows a photo op when he sees one. This time was at our studio, with a king-size wardrobe case that we ended up wheeling from his rehearsal space on Wooster Street, crossing Broadway with a hat box balanced precariously. He and John Tan tried many, many combinations before settling on a trench coat made from US Postal Service envelopes; a hi-tech mesh bodysuit sent to him by Calvin Klein; a pair of Japanese wooden clogs complicated by a huge rubber band he wore around his neck, for posture training. He did his own hair.