Anthony Goicolea’s third book is an amalgam of photographs and drawings. Though the artist no longer uses himself as a model, he continues to use the motifs of his earlier work. All male, and under thirty, Goicolea’s subjects seem to have left their public schoolboy roots behind and matriculated in an environment which is otherworldly, replete with codes and rituals unfamiliar to the viewer. Often appearing in matching “uniforms”—everything from red hooded sweatshirts to white underwear—Goicolea’s tribe of boys kiss under moonlight, build forts in strange, idyllic environs, “Christen” each other in shallow pools, and engage in a mischief whose purpose is never quite clear.