Coney Island 2011
I’ve had debates with my pal Dave Beckerman about whether or not, a person’s toes really matter when assessing a photograph. Being a perfectionist, I think they can make a difference. Most people would disagree. The famous picture which Cartier-Bresson took of the smiling French boy carrying the two bottles of red wine, is one such picture. It’s one of HCB’s top ten images and the cropped feet don’t really matter. I just hate small details which I had control over, but failed to control…
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“We Love You” 1989
Yesterday I watched the Gay Pride parade and felt proud to be a New Yorker. Andrew Cuomo, like his dad Mario, has turned out to be a decent man. This bill allowing same sex marriage, has made a lot of people angry. The “keyboard warriors” have come out and many are furious. I enjoy how little anti gay bias I’ve seen on Facebook. I’m sure many of the keyboard warriors who post under aliases at other sites, are aware of how bad they would look on Facebook, posting their hateful comments under their own names…
Such spineless bastards!
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Gay Pride
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Times Sq. 1988
I’ve always had a bad habit of taking pictures of people posing for other photographers. This is one of the few times it may have paid off…
“Unknown Photographer” Times Square 1988
You can see the Nathan’s on West 43d St. which had the venerable Times Square Bowling Alley upstairs. I bowled there a few times for 75¢ a game back in the late 1970s. Nathan’s french fries as we all know are just dripping in their grease which may be days if not weeks old. The Big Apple Porn theater would let you stay all day for $2.99 or as long as four flicks lasted…Who is this photographer? I don’t think it’s Eli Reed. Could it be Chester Higgins? I think he has one of those Quantum battery packs on his belt, which leads me to believe he was a press photographer…Oh well, he’s old school and was working the area at its seediest…
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1/1/11
Check my man out…He just reeks of confidence. Not quite Travolta circa ’77 but he still has his strut down pat, despite a crooked foot. Meanwhile she’s got quite a vibe too. Not quite Bianca circa ’71 but that outfit works, I think…Am I babbling? Yes, but I don’t feel like pondering the shooting in Arizona anymore, or the possibility that my N.Y. JETS are going to get their asses handed to them this weekend, by pretty boy Tom Brady…
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