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 (8)
beachzz
Duct tape--and blue plastic tarps, what would the world do without them??? Your Tonka truck story reminds me of the goldfish my brother flushed down the toilet to see if it would swim. Kids do the darndest things!! lol
koosievantutte
so sad to hear that a very important experiment was stopped. i bet the tonka truck was discovered before the desintegration and anded up as the first experiment. nevertheless, you have an eye for surfaces and textures! very fine shot.
Chipka
What an image! I love the way this is almost monocrhome; it heightens the winter vibe of this, and those tiny little reddish splashes really bring out extra and unexpected details. Great work, especially in your capture of the water/slushy-snow splotches. Zoom really works on this because there are hints of writing that are almost discernable and quite mysterious. I think that's my favorite part of the image. As for the text, well...it's nice to see that I wasn't the only nerd around. I never stuck things to car bumpers or buried trucks...but ah...I remember woodlice and other things with lots of legs. Remind me to tell you the earwig story...if I haven't told you already.
Meisiekind
This brought a lovely chuckle Corey! Yeah - we do silly things as kids which at the time is the most important thing in the whole world! Wonderful image and rememberance of a childhood long gone! Bravo! :)
auntietk
I cannot BELIEVE he took the duct tape off the bumper of the car. Sheesh. No respect for science! I can certainly understand why you would have wanted to know that. This is an excellent capture, with loads of texture and temperature! Fine work, my dear.
bmac62
In the Army, duct tape is called 100 mile per hour tape. Anything taped with it can easily survive what it is taped to going 100MPH without falling off or becoming unstuck. So, maybe your dad was planning to exceed 100MPH and didn't want you to lose your tape. Some times old assumptions are wrong. LOL. Happy New Year Corey from the snow swept plains of Kansas.
jeanebean
I never knew you buried a Tonka truck in my flower garden, you sneaky boy. I like your photo tho and hope the paper & tape stay on the pole long enough to complete your experiment!
anahata.c
I really should do your latest, but I've not commented on many things, so I jump around as I come back to commenting...You have a way with lots of objects in one image, confluences, massings of 'things'...it's so hard to do well but there are people who do them as if they were born to it. You're one of those people. (I know you have lots of background, and shots like this didn't just 'pop out' of you overnight, but you make them seem like you've been doing them since you were born.) It's a gloriously messy shot, all kinds of criss-crossing surfaces, I love what looks like a spanish poster on the left, with the tape and that complex post or wall surface, and some other kind of posting on the right (a personal message?). This is real neighborhood stuff, showing that even in the inhuman city, there are countless pockets of human activity and energies. And the bigness of it (I'm viewing full size) loses not one iota in sharpness--it's big & splashy & big & contrasty, with a wonderful messy composition; and you left a little city in the background--left--to give us bearing. Artist? chance collision. Defacer? melted snow. All seen through your eye. Wonderful jazzy & masterful without a thought...