Skipping rocks by the river with my roommate, Kurt Lutz. Good ol’ Pennsylvania kids stuck in zee city.
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Gettin’ weird on ‘em at my bud Tom McGuigan’s fancy pants office. Pretty sure this is also the night we ate frog legs.
One thing that has always struck me about living in the city is the way music pinballs off concrete, reaching non-expectant ears. The sound carries, transcending the clutter and there’s a moment of stillness otherwise lost to routine.
I played photo roulette on my hard drive today.
Meaning I aimlessly selected a folder, without looking at its name, determined to post whatever I found.
Here’s 9.5.12, the day Noah Scialom returned to the states from adventures in Israel, Berlin, and elsewhere.
Northern Liberties, Philadelphia, PA
I had the fortune of spending all of five minutes with the beautiful Doris as she waited for a bus to collect and deposit her at a consignment shop. In the Monday drizzle, the two of us chatted about her once family, which places to visit in the south of Spain, and how I should find a man and really love him.
Photography is just like that. Or my experience of it at least. Five profound minutes of immersion into someone else’s experience and then she’s off in another direction, and so am I.
How lucky I am to be entrusted with peoples’ stories, their memories. So I go, always with a camera as a reason to inquire about whatever it is I wonder at that given moment.
Sincerely hope to see you again someday, Ms. Doris.
“Doris Waits”
Center City
Philadelphia
10.15.12
Every once in awhile I take (“make”) a photo without a person in it.
Also retouching to this extent is rare in my work.
But as my boy Ernest puts it:
“Style is that which is rough around the edges because it hasn’t been done before.” -Hemingway
This blog is my vessel where experiments in personal photographic style and vision live. Rough. Around the edges.
Shot in Holgate, Long Beach Island, NJ, 10.1.12
Inspired morning, took to the concrete to create, with Kat Vallilee, 9.28.12
