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 (12)
Chipka
There were actually caves under those rocks--where some of them actually fell into the water, but those surrounding them didn't actually shift. I wonder how that worked? Anyway, those little waterlogged nooks always had condoms and beer cans in them. This is a great shot, nicely moody and evocative of Chicago, before it started to turn into its own suburb. I love the overall jaggedness of this photo and the uneven, treacherous rocks. I miss walking along the lake, with that vague fear of falling in as the ground shifts underfoot--usually with some cutie with a name like Hugh, ambling alongside in flip-flop sandals, utterly terrified of uneven footing, but never deciding to walk on more level ground. I suppose those amphitheater seat/shelf thingies are a lot better...or at least safer. This is a fantastic shot. I like it a lot. And I also wonder if some of those limestone blocks...the ones with "old" graffiti carved into them from the early 1930s have been saved and placed on display somewhere. One can always hope.
Treasurer_and_Battle
Neat picture and story.
whaleman
I like the jaggies much better as well. I am a bit mystified about the old row of posts. Was there once a long piece of yellow "Police - Do Not Cross" tape? Looks like it was once flat, and was then destroyed by some dark power...maybe police are looking for someone named Harry, with a wand and a scar on his forehead...
bmac62
Every city seems to have its' own money pit projects. Sounds like this has been one of Chicago's. Neat photo of the old and the new...
auntietk
durleybeachbum
SO interesting! We have limestone edgings to the pavement againast the shrub borders, and there used to be the same on the road. But, as here, they are replaced by concrete edgings when the roads are repaired. Someone must have a huge stash of the old ones tucked away. I like this view of all those tall buildings..I prefer them in the distance!
flavia49
splendid capture!
sandra46
GORGEOUS IMAGE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
KateBlack10
Beautiful shot Corey! I remember "da rocks" and it is sad to see them go - they carried so much of the history of the lakefront- this is a nice shot to see on such a snowy day as today!
anahata.c
I couldn't agree more about the replacements for the shore: Efficient, yes, but horribly 1984-ish (as in the novel). These old abutments were much more natural, and even more dangerous, which is what an entry to a vast lake should be---the lake should exert its power & immensity: With that newer concrete, the lake is pushed out to sea. (And I didn't know about those caves Chip mentioned: Amazing stuff. Who knew! Caves in chicago? I had no idea!) The shot sweeps dramatically, your slight tilt on the lake is great, it's truthful but it feels like the lake is pouring into the city (another vote for the lake's original power), the composition is terrific---opening as it does at the bottom where we see all the detail in the rocks. And the blue tone with that typical chicago haze over downtown---just right. A terrific lake shot! I'm doing one image per gallery today to wish everyone a fine holiday (which is why I haven't yet caught up with others of your wonderful gallery). And I want to wish you a wonderful holiday, esp after the fall you came through. You do great work here, you give great spirit, and thank you for all your kind words & support in my gallery, and in all the others you've managed to visit, in between medical matters galore and struggles with health & moving & of course that huge operation & its recovery. I'm very grateful for your presence & your amazing spirit. Let me wish you the finest of holidays, Corey, whether it has personal meaning or is just an extension of the "season of lights" (which it is for me), and I hope your next year is free of the crazy stuff you've had to battle in the last few. To a much better year ahead, and lots of inspiration & light. A great holiday to you!
myrrhluz
When I first saw this, I thought of the Giant's Causeway (great name) in Northern Ireland. I have never been there but would love to go. I also thought of the Buttertubs in North Yorkshire (Another great name. They have wonderful names in the British Isles) which I have been to and would love to go to again. I like the uneven rocks better too. It's excellent to see them here in such great detail. The newer area looks very sanitized, and not nearly as pretty or interesting. Are the posts some of the previous stop-gap measures? They seem to be leaning forward and saying, "Alright you rocks! Just stop right there!" Wonderful capture showing both the old and new! Terrific POV, color, and light. I like the jagged shadows and the dominating presence of the limestone blocks. Great view of the skyline in the distance. Beautiful capture! Happy Holidays!
lick.a.witch
We have houses here built atop cliffs, some of which are now being washed away by the sea. Here though, they allow them to tumble, as trying to save them would be a futile act. Even granite rock can't compete with the Atlantic having a hissy fit! I have to admit being rather ambivalent where this is concerned. I quite like the fact that nature wins - at least some of the time but then I don't live in a house dangerously close to the cliff edge. I really like the POV of this, especially being able to see the city outline. ^=^