photographic essays
sunday morning in my hotel room…..i just had breakfast with alex majoli and we were musing over our work here in seoul…his project was to shoot food…in an alex majoli kind of way of course…he leaves tomorrow, while i still have about three days of shooting….but, am i really already done?? do i have it?? …
many of you are asking about the "assignment" i gave you about a month ago….i will begin viewing work right around september 15 although there will be some flexibility here…and i have absolutely no clue about how much work will come in…the final parameters will be posted here when i return to new york on …
i probably am going to have to neglect you for a bit…perhaps not much posting in the next two weeks…yes, i am off to shoot "youth culture" in seoul, starting today in earnest…i suppose i will be shooting mostly in the afternoons and evenings, because i suspect "youth culture" is not a sunrise shoot… but, …
ok, now i need some help from my readers…what do you call it when you drop a shot glass of whisky into a tall glass of beer and "shoot" the whole concoction way way too fast??? i cannot remember the name, mainly because i just had too many of them….4 to be exact… i think…or …
it is a sunny day with white puffy clouds….late afternoon light, people are smiling…i am getting pictures…..the neighborhood could be called tough by some, but everything seems to be fine….the gang from compton in east los angeles wants a group shot….ok, perfect…can do….no problem….suddenly, out from absolutely nowhere, comes a tech 9 assault gun….expressions change …
i should be packed , but i am not packed, and i will not be packed before i "crash" tonight…i have a mid-day flight to korea, so i will get up very early and in one hour do what i have not done in ten hours today….some things never change….and i am guessing no more …
william had it right …"parting" really really is "such sweet sorrow"…it just kills me every time to say goodbye to someone i care about…and i probably do that more than i do almost anything else….we all do…i had to do it today..i waved my youngest son and his wife out of sight in the new …
in a possibly weak and exhausted moment i wrote the "rawhide" piece below this evening…i am travel weary …. but a bit earlier, i did check the comments under the "beach bum" story, and i did write something there which i hope you will take the time to read… i would have posted it as …
ever think much about rawhide?? me neither….at least not until i shared a taxi with a Norwegian rawhide entrepreneur… this was after our plane, half full of Mormon missionaries from salt lake city, was diverted to dallas after first being diverted to tulsa because of severe storms…. and this was soon to be my second …
it happens every time…..that is, every time i go to the beach to relax …after two weeks or so of t-shirts and barefeet and jealously watching pelicans magic flight as they skim the faces of the waves, i always make the "decision" to "give it all up" and move to the beach…. after all, my …
