December 13, 2008
It doesn't show up in the photo but the green chair was smoldering slightly thus giving it a surreal air. Who knows how the thing got there and why it was on fire? It made me smile.
Just a few feet up the road the image on the right seemed like a nice compliment. Bricks, trees, strange scale. Good stuff.
Posted at 2:49 PM
December 11, 2008
I was trying to shoot the girl on the right when some other kids managed to pop in frame. They do that. Rather than fight it, I just racked the focus to the little guy in the foreground.
I have no idea what the strange light source is hitting his face. I wasn't using a flash and I don't recall any direct sun. It might have been bouncing off the ground behind me.
Posted at 11:04 PM
December 09, 2008
I just thought I'd share another from yesterday morning's time in the sugarcane fields of the Dominican Republic.
Posted at 9:16 AM
December 08, 2008
It's bad enough they are harvesting what quickly becomes processed poison but then they're paid little and fed less. If there wasn't sugarcane everywhere to munch on, these guys would have wasted away long ago.
This shot was made on the line that formed to get a free, instant HIV test. I'm a sucker for the back-face-sharp shot.
Posted at 6:28 PM
December 07, 2008
Last night wandering around just outside the colonial section of Santo Domingo I stumbled upon the scene on the left. I was struck by the gathering on two levels. First, it was man and dog reclining but more so, the light and color of the sidewalk, guys shirt, and the seemingly neon glow cast over the scene forced me to whip out my phone.
Then, moments ago, poking around the thumbnails of my images in iPhoto, I could see the colors of these two shots were eerily similar. Sure enough, they work pretty well under the formalist rules of my Mundane series.
It's a little bit of there, here.
Posted at 3:55 PM
December 06, 2008
Immediately my photo sensibilities were in overdrive. For the first time in days of working I was filled with that overwhelming sense that there are good pictures everywhere in this town. Not only that but the entire population didn't give a crap about me or my cameras. The children, of course, were playful as ever, but the whole vibe was welcoming. The light was falling between big trees or bouncing off wonderfully painted but worn wooden buildings. A little girl, thin and sick wanted her photo taken. And for a moment she stood still as I clicked my camera.
Posted at 9:23 AM