This photo would fit well into a project aimed around the ideas of “commitment” or a series on “North American Living”. ironically of course.
This was a sign outside what seemed to be a small, walk in, walk out law office in the lower east side of Manhattan.
Walking around with my Nikon AF600 (a small point a shoot 35mm camera) while waiting to play a concert at a small venue, I spotted the sign. Having no idea how to photograph it though. I walked up and took a picture of it for my own personal memory, knowing the composition would hold no value. Later, however, after developing the roll, I noticed that I accidentally captured a bus with a American Flag on the side. This, I think, adds some sort of value to the image. Leading one to impose an idea of a downfall in North American culture as to the idea that divorce as become a way of life and a cultural norm. I think that it speaks to the area of commitment and instant gratification all at the same time.
I think it’s a neat picture.
Shot on some expired Blacks 200iso film that I found at a thrift shop. the best thing about this film is that it has the processing included. Free developing. Go team!
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I feel like owning a dog in NYC would suck. It would have to live in your small over priced apartment. It would bark and make your neighbors mad. Dog hair. Dog smell. Dog poop. You would have to walk it down narrow busy streets full of tourists and pissed of cab drivers. Then when it decides to take a crap on the side walk, you have to grab the little bag a pick up its crap while 300 people eating pizza and wearing “I heart new york” t shirts watch and shame you as if dogs aren’t supposed to poop.
And then not to mention some long haired Canadian guy will decide to take a picture of your dog as your’e walking it down the side walk in hopes that it will do it’s business so you can go back to your apartment, throw on Netflix and stress about how you’re going to make your next rent payment.
I’m less afraid to point my camera at animals than I am to point it at people. This dog still didn’t seem to impressed.
This is on some small numeric street in west Manhattan last week.
Nikon AF600 F3.5
Yashica FX-D Arista Black&White
After dropping this camera down a mountain, I’ve started wrestling with light leaks. Some may say that Light leaks are creative and artsy, but not when you are trying to take a non-lightleaked photo..Duhh.
This was one of the few on the roll that was not affected. Haven’t really figured out why yet.
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If you read my last blog you will know that my film camera has been put on the shelf until I can figure out how to repair it. I still have several other film camera’s, but for a bit I think I’m going to use my DSLR. The 60D and friends.
This is the road I grew up on. There are millions of roads like this road in the world. But this one is mostly home to me. It’s been the most consistent home to me.
I moved around a lot with my mom. Different cities and towns. But this road, this is the road that has always been the same road. The same tree’s. The same neighbors and their barns. The same fields and crops. Smells and sunsets.
This road is where fathers family grew up. It’s the road that lives most the stories I’ve heard of my ancestors. It’s a place I can walk where my family has also walked. The land that we have owned for many many years.
This is where I should add the ‘But’ statement. As much as I could tell you about the land and it being in line to be sold, and issues out of our control. I won’t. The Land will always be there. It just may be creating a new story or holding new lives.
Sometimes, we have to movie on to the next chapter of life if we want to continue our story.
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