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 (6)
bmac62
Okay Corey, who's got the more handsome avatar, you or Chip? The smart money calls it a draw:) Like the casualness of the two street cornerites. They certainly don't look in a hurry. And they aren't interested in charging across the street on the green. So it must be something nefarious or just plain summer fun. Like it:)
auntietk
Blue shirt just said, "I wonder if there's any place nearby where we can get a drink?" White shirt is considering the question carefully. They're about to cross the street and walk for blocks, hoping to discover someplace that serves beverages.
beachzz
Instant mashed potatoes??? LOL Tasty little things, aren't they?? So, I think they're talkin about why people cross the street. And why the little guy in the box never goes anywhere! I could be wrong.
Chipka
This is a great picture Corey! Binnys...Ah...Binnys...you can get the good stuff there, Slivovice, Okocim, Pilsner Urquell, Russian Standard (vodka) as well as Dembrowka...Ziwiec...and other elixirs that make life...um...interesting. I love the light and shadows in this and the strangely out-of-place, Old Word architecture...it fits with alcohol sales, only there are no guys down in the cellar singing songs in Czech, Russian, or Polish...oh well! I can always pretend. I love the details in this. And the little bits of informational trivia. Did you also know that Burger King dips its french fries in milk before freezing them, that's why they're distinctly crunchy and oddly irregular on the outside. And now that you mention it...mashed potatoes. Yummy! Should we go for sliders tomorrow? Oh, and while I'm at it, I should at least say something smart and accurate about this picture. Especially since the composition appeals to me, along with the wonderful architectural details you've captured here. This is a really good piece of photographic art and I love your ruminations.
durleybeachbum
I think blue shirt has asked if his companion knows a fairly nearby hairdresser where he can get his blonde disaster reversed. That has been a really beautiful building! Such an interesting image.
myrrhluz
I first noticed all the excellent stonework, and then the very bland door. Excellent detail and composition! Very entertaining narrative! I think they are saying: Blonde-Aliens? Really? Other- Yep, I saw the storekeeper remove his head one day. Blonde-But... I dated the daughter. Other-Yikes! Really? Um...You been OK since then? Blonde-I don't want to talk about it.