Orange Line heading downtown. Boston.
The street shooter has to be ready and sometimes inconspicuous. My Nikon dangled on my chest. I just knew it was a moment. So I gently touched my shutter without ever directly catching her gaze. Now over a decade later I can still hear her words blasting. Did I have a brush with the Black Jesus?!
The bus is part of some jarring American history but it also unexpectedly coughed up some funky modern art. I learned to shoot these naturally occurring abstracts from my colleague Jim Provencher. The patterns, coloration, and presentation are very engaging. But the location of this fractured glazing real piqued my
Just like pornography, you know it when you see it. You might just define it simply as being “off the wall” or as being “quirky odd“. I have been combining funk with the mundane in photo frames for decades. Confronted with shooting something spectacular like the Grand Canyon or the
Don’t Worry Mom, She’s Italian! Timi Yuro missed a golden chance for her career to be really spectacular. She turned down legendary composer Burt Bacharach’s offer to record WHAT THE WORLD NEEDS NOW IS LOVE, in late 1962. She had already charted Number 1 a year earlier
I never made it to City Lights Book Store until the 2011honeymoon of my second marriage. The ethereal lure of San Francisco’s iconic North Beach was then powerful enough to finally coax me there. As I foraged the upstairs nooks, I felt the creative energy of those Beat geniuses