1/320th at F9, ISO 1600 (28mm).
I took this yesterday, which was an interesting coincidence given the Supreme Court ruling on healthcare yesterday.
This is certainly not a political blog - but I think it's pretty obvious by taking a walk outside that Americans are sick and only getting sicker. And it's not something we should be proud of.
1/200th at F5.6, ISO 400 (28mm).
This was taken outside of the high-end Billy Reid clothing store, housed in one of the most beautiful and historic buildings in the neighborhood.
I try to keep an eye out for graffiti because you occasionally will just come upon a simple message like this in the perfect spot that can single-handedly describe the tension that is occurring within the neighborhood. There is already tension within the photo, between the ornate, historical building details with the spotless windows and modern, high-end clothing, created to look vintage. The writing just helps bring this tension to the forefront and without it I probably would have missed this scene entirely.
1/320th at F6.3, ISO 3200 (28mm).
I like to think that this guy was staring at the new 7-Eleven and thinking, 'What the hell happened to St. Marks?
If you didn't pick up the Daily News today, I had an article of street portraits and interviews in the center of the paper on the neighborhood of Nolita, probably the nicest area to live in the entire city.
Take a look at the large version to read it.
Turned 30 on Saturday. Body is still hurting from the weekend.
I've been looking forward to 30 for awhile. It's a good age - old enough to be respected but still young. And as a wise friend recently told me, the 20s are statistically the least happiest decade for men, which makes sense. We spend our 20s trying to find a partner, figure out a career and goals, and create a home. We then spend the rest of our lives trying to refine those things.
I spent most of my 20s in a dark room trying to build a business, develop an eye, and learn to retouch and print well. It was a tough decade, that slowly got better and better as I started to figure out what the hell I was actually doing. It took a long time for that to happen.
Sara took me to the Top of the Rock as a surprise on Friday night. It's funny, I've been photographing New York for the last 10 years, but it never occurred to me to go to Top of the Rock. It was a beautiful experience, especially at night, but it wasn't as inspiring a view as I thought it would be and it got me thinking. I kept thinking that I wish I had a thousand millimeter lens to see into each of the office windows. Maybe I've gotten desensitized to views like this, but the ground is where it's at in NY. This view is gorgeous and ever changing - but it doesn't tell the story of the City.
New York is a highly concentrated area of energy, creativity, diversity, and most of all, neuroticism. People come from all over the world to create their fortunes, have breakdowns, build their dreams, or to purchase $20 million Pied-à-terres.
There is a constant battle of locals and lifelong residents trying to live with some semblance of peace and normalty and hold on to their old neighborhoods, while the developers, chain stores and money try to kick them out to build higher so that they can cater to the ever growing supply of neurotic people wanting to live here. The money usually wins.
It's a tough thing to grow up here, to feed off the energy, to be used to being surrounded by and inspired by all types of unique and creative people, only to turn 30 and realize that you're constantly trying to be kicked out and replaced by someone who is willing to pay $100 more a month than you.
This photo above is the world's view of New York and the developers view of New York. But the real New York is down below on the street. For now at least.
I'm in the process of writing another post for DPS and I just came across this shot from a couple of years ago in Florence. I don't think I ever really gave this its due.
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