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below the street
So, I started the journey from Lubbock to Sicily by heading to Boston. That’s a little bit of a non-traditional route, but there were some logistical considerations that figured into the decision and it made more sense that you might think.
Anyway.
One year earlier (almost exactly to the day), I’d been lucky enough to walk around the Haymarket and the North End with a local fellow* who knew some things about where photographers would like to go. So, on my free day in the city, I went back to those places on my own.
Looking back through all those photos-with-people that I started taking in Sicily makes me think this was a bit of a practice run…
Haymarket
Boston, Massachusetts
photographed 8.27.2022
*It was Don. Don Toothaker. Maybe you know him?
tiny dreams
It was easy to tell that this little girl was longing for one of those stuffed animals – kids at the fair always want one of those carnival-game prizes. And I am pretty sure her adult stayed there until he’d won one for her.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 9.25.2022
hannah and bennett fly through the air
Ha! Ha! Remember back in the day* when my photos were real documentary, just sort of in the vein of “nothing to see here – please move along,” and not at all conceptual or blurry or any of that stuff.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 9.25.2022
*Like three weeks ago.
only god
I know her tattoo says that only God can judge her, but I bet there are plenty of people who will judge her – on her tattoo, on her clothes, on her hairstyle, on her relationship status, on her job, on all those things that are no one else’s business.
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 9.25.2022
the waiting
Look at me, with the photos of people. I resisted this for a while. For a really long while.
Now I wonder why I waited so long…
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 9.25.2022
One Day | One Image 