Brad Pitt and I share the exact same birthday (month, day, year) outside of that, our stories diverge considerably. Mr. Pitt went on to become an internationally famous superstar, while I have led the much more interesting life of the starving artist. I come from a long line of storytellers (whose gift for gab stretches back through the mists of time to our native Ireland) and professional malcontents who were seemingly born to create something in the arts, be it music, writing, sculpture, painting, or photography. I started writing at age 12 with a screenplay with my cousin Ryan about a planet where everyone looked like Elton John entitled "Don't I Know You?" More screenplays followed, several of which received epic Super-8 production with budgets that sometimes ran up to $10. A few even had sound!  More writing followed: songs, poems, short stories, numerous unfinished novels, etc.. Somewhere in there was an attempt at being a rock star...
Still living at home, at age 22, my father dropped an elderly Nikromatt 35-mm film camera into my lap, in the hopes that I would "make a go of it" as a photojournalist. That didn't happen, but I did develop an abiding love of photography that along with writing and archival work have been among the chief passions of my life. When it comes to my photography, I try to be as creative as possible while at the same time striving for a documentary/archival quality. The only set rules I adhere to, when it comes to making pictures are: 1.) Try not to make the picture blurry, and 2.) Don't drop the camera.
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Comments (5)
beachzz
There's an area near me just like this. It used to be 2 Street, was beyond funky, and had that same element of danger. They "improved" it, but beneath that shiny exterior still lies some ugly stuff. It doesn't go away at all. Great shot and wonderful narrative!!
MrsRatbag
I remember when there were a lot of places like this in Los Angeles...Love the B&W and high-key look of this shot!
durleybeachbum
Fascinating!! We have places in my town like this still.
anahata.c
terrific Corey, and your words enhance it greatly. I remember that area well, lived not far from there when it was called "Newtown," even worked there many years after. (I worked in record store that was one of the biggest disco markets in the city; coming from classical & jazz I was a litttttttle bit outnumbered, lol, but working & living there was amazing back then.) The shot, with its bleached whites & grays, is somehow perfect for our asphalt city, and yes, it's terrible that these spots are always replaced by malls or chains or whatever. You got the 'gable'—if that's the right word—with that typical chicago ornament atop (trompe l'oeil?), and the roof of an adjacent building angling off on top left...it's all so chicago. I didn't know the facade was used on that tv show, but it is perfect for it. Very nice shot, you put a lot into the description, and with all that white and the single lonely door, it really feels like a neighborhood spot, bleak & very urban on the outside, but where people gather warmly on the inside. Very sensitive upload, and thank you.
Chipka
I keep looking at this and I expect to see Lenny and Squiggy walk by. I love the stark monochrome of this. The white is so sharp and eye-grabbing, but it's not too overpowering. It gives the darker details a background on which to play, which is really interesting since most of the white is foreground. I wasn't hanging around this area when this picture was taken, but it seems so much like the Chicago that was, especially when I moved into that particular area long after the Orbit Room suffered a catastrophic orbital decay and went the way of all great buildings in non-downtown areas here. I do remember hanging out at a bar called Bedrock that wasn't too far from here. I think it was a wee bit south. I always went there with a gaggle of Columbia College girls who had a thing for one or more members of The Gloryhounds...did you ever hear them? Are they still around? And that also makes me expect to see a particular member of that group ambling through this photo, fully aware of the retro stylings of the Orbit Room and it's contrast to the electrocuted hedgehog haircut he always wore. Ah...this brings back memories and makes me realize just how cool hair looks when it resembles an electrocuted hedgehog. Great work. This is definitely a favorite.