“Der Rote Lastwagon” 2014
Amazing how one picture can change everything.
This one almost did just that. I saw a man with a red backpack adjusting his yarmulke, when suddenly “Der Rote Lastwagon” made its fateful left turn. Suddenly the Bechers became seekers and had me over to their house, full of other important Dusseldorfians. Shore swore it was not a bore. Ladd was glad. Bram said Damn! Stuart said screw it, and almost stopped taking pictures. Gilden left the building. Peters said it was sweeter. Turpin started chirping. Blake said it was Jake. Eric became hysteric. Harper said it was sharper. Poor Vivian, almost came back from oblivion. Meyerowitz hired it for Bystander. Even Colberg called to apologize for bashing “street” for so many years…
But then Frank said it stank and it was over.
Another Black & White Memory “La Tacita de Oro” 1986
I know this total hyperbole but I once heard that the Beasty Boys lived upstairs in this adorable wooden house on West 100th St. Regardless of who lived there, this building was still in its 19th century elegance when I took this photo. I think there may be a modern restaurant called the Metro Diner there now…
©Matt Weber
Summer of ’14
This might be my favorite summer snap from 2014. I just read that Arthur Leipzig had died and he spent some time shooting Coney Island before I was born. I have many books from the photographers who worked New York back in the days of the Photo League, and I hope that some of my work contains a tiny essence of their spirit…




















