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 (15)
LBAMagic
Good choice of using monochrome; makes it more gritty and shocking.
beachzz
Lol, after working for the post office for 25 years, I know just how he feels!
auntietk
There are people who are absolutely cut out to be in customer service. They're pleasant, helpful, cheerful, extraverted, and they care about people in general. That probably explains why I went into accounting. LOL!
Chipka
I remember this guy. He's actually a gorilla suit, if I'm not mistaken, so maybe someone is wearing him as I write this comment. Or maybe not. At any rate, I love this shot, and I love that tie he's wearing. It was yellow, wasn't it? Great narrative too; it really does stir memories of the old, gritty, grotty Chicago. Things weren't that good then, but they at least felt better; there was more authenticity and more honesty and that's what I miss, more than the wreckage that passed for life in those "good old days." This is a great, moody, quirky shot that captures the great, moody, quirky thing that was once Chicago, and I'm glad you put this baby up. And now that it's 1:25am (at the time I'm writing this comment) I'm going to go back to sleep, but if I start dreaming of the classic Planet of the Apes franchise, I'll know why. Ah, but the original Planet of the Apes had a frikkin' amazing Jerry Goldsmith score! But that's a rant for another day. This rocks.
Bossie_Boots
Lol bless you i would not like your job so i take my hat off to you i love this though superb !!
durleybeachbum
Looks like one of the waitresses at our garden centre. Thankyou so much for your super and funny comments on my pics!
flavia49
it rocks!! fantastic capture!
NefariousDrO
Fascinating shot, although he's kind of creepy, to tell the truth. That effect is enhanced by the strong contrasts and b/w format. Great shot!
annie5
lol..so funny picture! Ext in b/w..love it :)
npauling
What a great expression even though he wasn't very welcoming. An excellent capture.
kgb224
Stunning capture my friend.
sandra46
EXCELLENT IMAGE!!!!
Bothellite
I once found a dead coyote puppy killed by a car and still fresh, laying on our dead end road's shoulder. I skinned it and took it to local town taxidermist. Nice pelt to hang in our front room on the trap door in the ceiling leading to the "master" bedroom. Many years later having soaked up a lot of heat from the front room's wood stove it quite suddenly just went to bits and fell down in little tufts of hair, completely junk. Perhaps the elements of Chicago were certainly capable of doing such to said beast. Fun read. Thanks for reminding me.
myrrhluz
I used to work as a cashier at a car wash. There was a TV playing and every now and then, they would run a story about rude customer service. They never talked much about the condescending, obnoxious, cell phone talking, rude, and inconsiderate customers. I know how the gorilla feels too, and have often felt his expression lurking behind my pasted smile. Cool image! I like the contrast between his rough and grotesque features and the bland commercialism of the sign above him.
KatesFriend
There is a joke about Darwin in this scene somewhere.