reflections from the italian market.
i got home tonight around 5:30 and it was a good 15 minutes before i noticed this little guy laid up on my carpet. we’ve suspected “guests” but up until now haven’t had any proof. after my initial freak out i pulled out the camera and got pretty personal with our dearly departed friend. i wasn’t getting the shot i wanted so i did what any rational photographer would do. i busted out the scanner and set gus gus here up for digitization. rest in peace ol’ boy. you won’t be missed.
this photo is dedicated to ms. molly grassi. just yesterday we had an involved discussion concerning perverts and shooting strangers in public. today i was biking around and i stumbled upon this scene. there were dozens of kids playing and biking beneath i95. the light was amazing so i stopped to shoot a bit. not a minute in and a concerned father approaches me anxiously with a ‘what the hell are you doing here weirdo’ look on his face. i explained i was a photographer and all but he wasn’t convinced until i gave him my business card which is apparently all you have to do to appease a suspicious parent. this girl was hamming it up by purposely riding by me every two seconds to have her photo taken. then she got a flat. bummer.