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April 22, 2010
September 11th 2001 10:28 AM
I sincerely apologize if this picture causes any pain to anyone, but I have decided to post the photos I took that morning and I realize that they can be very depressing. There is a need for discussion about what lead to the massacre and everything which happened as a result of the attacks that day. I am probably not capable of neutral and sensible debate, so please don’t expect me to see the Saudi point of view. I realize that we had military bases in Saudi Arabia and that there is a sacred black cube there which may contain Allah himself, but I never want 3,000 people to be incinerated, no matter who they were…
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April 15, 2010
NYC 1988
One of my favorite images from “The Urban Prisoner”
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April 10, 2010
Blizzard of ’96
I shot almost five rolls of film during the blizzard and this is the only image that I really like. I know that to someone who lives in Minnesota, a storm delivering almost three feet of snow would seem insignificant, but to most New Yorkers, it was pretty big…
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April 1, 2010
“The Bubble Boy” 1999
I took this picture on a day when it hit 100º and the Tri-X in my Leica actually started to melt or reticulate from the heat. I almost burned my hand when I touched the camera and I guess the film was somehow damaged. Maybe I just fucked up the development, but I prefer thinking that the heatwave had its way with my film…
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March 26, 2010
“The Garden” 2003
I guess the most common reaction to this picture is that it could have been taken during any era. The kid sitting in the foreground is my daughter. In 21st century New York it’s difficult to make a “timeless” image. Once again, this is an old scan from a print and one day I’ll upgrade it, but not now…
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March 25, 2010
March 23, 2010
Times Square Region 1989
Many years after I took this picture, a guy I know told me that the gal in the poster is one “Heather Hunter” a pornstar of high repute. Googled her and found out that she retired to try and become a rapper…This picture was one that I always thought did a good job of showing everybody rushing to get home and totally ignoring the poor fellow with the broken leg. I don’t know what it’s like to have to catch the 3:10 to Yuma or anything about living in the burbs, but escaping New York seems understandable, even more so back in the ’80s when New York was at it’s seediest. Of course I’m trying to place myself in the mindset of someone living in Somerville.
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