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 (7)
beachzz
Totally worth it--great shot!!
Chipka
This is surreal! If you don't pay attention to the power line, it's impossible to tell whether you're inside of a ruined building looking out or looking in. The sky is odd. It's because there are no clouds and it looks hot, and those ruined bits of glass look like vague images from some other place attempting to assert themselves here, but they don't quite know how to do it, don't quite know how to breathe the air they're immersed in. That's incredibly haunting, incredibly lonely, and all too telling of what Chicago often does to itself in the name of progress. Wonderful work.
NefariousDrO
That's so weird to see a normal wall, windows still intact (and open, even) with totally blue sky behind them showing through. I'm certainly glad you went back for your camera, that's an amazing view.
Mousson
Fantastic image!!!
LovelyPoetess
Great capture! : )
durleybeachbum
A fantastic image!
MrsRatbag
Oh, what a fantastic find and capture! Lovely!