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)
Chipka
Hey, I remember this guy! I was wondering where he went. I'm sure the real dude himself is long faded by now. He was beginning to fade as we were walking back from Clark Street, I believe. Anyway, I really like this a lot. It has a delicious sort of minimalist vibe to it, and that goofy expression reminds me of this guy Shaggy I knew back at Columbia. He was--as expected--a kinda scruffy hippie sort of dude who looked a bit like Shaggy from Scooby-Doo, only he was far too mellow and never said "Zoiks" whenever he was shocked by something. Such a shame. Anyway, this is a great, funny picture and it's yet another one I like a lot.
beachzz
Dude----10000 fotos??? Wow---amazing. This guy is great, maybe we can start some kind of fad of garbage can painting, see who can come up with the weirdest, or funniest, or well, I was going to say sexiest, but I'm not sure how a garbage can can be sexy!!
durleybeachbum
Marilyn has set me thinking...Greta Garbage.."I vont to be alone". We have big bin and little bin..the first for recyclables and the small one for trash..there is maybe a lovestory there somewhere.
Meisiekind
Oh wow - a smiling trash can! We had a municipal worker strike for almost 2 weeks now, so our wheelie bins at the moment look like this: :( Very sweet find and capture Corey! :)
watapki66
A great find to put a smile on a passerby...wonderful shot!
bmac62
Hmmmm, look like a recyclable trash bin I know. At least I've walked him to the curb every now and then:-))) Glad you found us another face to become accustomed to.
auntietk
Maybe when I go out with my Sharpie this year to re-mark my cans, I'll do more than just put "5628" on them! LOL! This reminds me of a song I heard at a Seattle Men's Choir concert, talking about how this guy was so trashy. "Well I guess that makes me the garbage man, 'cause I really want to take you out!" :P