THE STORY OF OUR MAGGOT LOGO

By JOSE OTERO

To my surprise the little buggers came back to life an hour later. I got my friend and all-time lifesaver Ben Freeman to give me hand with the shoot. What he failed to tell me is that he is completely disgusted, to the point of retching, by the very sight of maggots. Here he is standing well away.

Building a logo mold out of maggots would be a doddle, I thought. [That’s British for “EZPZ”]

Oh how I was mistaken. Oddly enough the majority of maggots are not very good at taking directorial orders.

After you’ve been dealing with fly larva for about four hours you start to get this sensation that some have gone astray- They’re in your hair, ears, socks, trousers [pants], pants [underwear], and, dare I say, your arse. This is a feeling that neither I nor Ben could shake off for about a week after. Once we finished the shoot I had no idea what I was gonna do with the remaining six kilos of fly babies, so I dumped then in a bin next to a fruit and veg stall in Hackney. The massive swarm of fruit flys that greeted that poor vendor and his customers must have been quite something.