The universe deals out some really shitty hands – Some people get stuck holding five bad cards – wrong genetics, wrong biology, wrong parents, wrong school, and their own poor choices.
Category: Thoughts Out Of Season
7:47… Shafts of light…
7:47… Shafts of light crept between two buildings and poured themselves down like tremendous fountains onto the sidewalk. I stopped and immersed myself in this holy oasis of light, I fell to my knees and wept while praising the Sun…
5:00 am… In the stillness of the dawn…
5:00 am… In the stillness of the early dawn you can hear the deafening beauty of silence.
6:20 am… Photography and moral questions…
6:20 am… Photography and moral questions… I shot some really closeup and personal work yesterday of a man who I’ve been photographing for several years. I captured several really powerful images. I’m not posting any of them without telling the…
The Brick and the Basketball…
I hold a basketball in one hand, and a brick in the other. I tell a subjectivist that when I drop them, the basketball will bounce higher than the brick. The subjectivist says, “I disagree.” I drop both the ball…
“Junkie Business”
As many people may know, over the past two years I have been working on a documentary photo project that deals with the issue of heroin addiction. Now I’m ready to put the book and gallery show together, and I’ve…
5:41 am… Icicle City…
5:41 am… Icicle City crackles in the frozen dawn as Northern winds blow harshly upon lowly sidewalk dwellers. Her tentacles rise up from the Earth like sparkling horned erections.
A cold indifference…
Concrete ghettos roll across the urban prairie like aftershocks from some fantastic social quake. There is a cold indifference to a city, a sort of hardened callus that forms over the pavement. The bricks stare down at the morning workers…