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)
Chipka
I see the guy in this image and hear Olive Oyl (played by Shelly Duvall) singing about Popeye's nemesis, Bluto. "He's large." I'm referring to the rather rotund and somewhat mean-looking construction worker here. He looks like your typical Chicago construction worker or city worker...well fed, well paid, and well pampered...for all of the physical labor they're supposed to do, they just stand around, getting paid. Great active shot and I love the destruction, demolition, clouds of dust, and splashes of color. I've been to that Dunkin Donuts there and hadn't noticed the building either. Now that it's gone, it's even easier to miss.
LovelyPoetess
They're gonna need bigger dumpsters.... Neat catch. : )
beachzz
So you have to wonder what will go up in its place--Starbucks perhaps??
watapki66
Wonderful shot!
durleybeachbum
That bloke looks as if doughnuts is all he eats. I like the way you caught the cloud of dust round the claws.
flavia49
excellent shot!
bmac62
You are on the spot again bringing us the latest changes in Chicago gerography. Well done Corey:) Right, the construction worker really brings this scene to life. He looks like he is considering who'll win if he brings you to justice for taking his pecture:)
auntietk
Great composition! The arch of the machinery, the double dumpsters, the worker, the angle of the bricks on the deconstructed building ... excellent elements! You're a master at this sort of thing. I thought of you when I was in KC this week, and hope I got a couple of Corey shots. You influenced the way I saw things, no matter if I got anything out of it or not! :) Practice, practice, practice ...