Sarah In City Hall Park

I have been trolling around the outskirts, trying to find the people who appear in my SEABA work that hangs in the Hall Gallery at 180 Flynn Avenue. I didn’t want her or any of them to hear that they had a featured spot in my exhibit from someone and be surprised or angry. I generally tell people whom I shoot why I shoot and what I will do with the shots. Its a difficult strategy. The more you say, the less intuitive the images. People become self conscious and less reactive to the camera. Their increased control diminishes the honesty of the interaction. Posing intensifies. Men, more than women, will ape-out. All I seek is their humanity and a slight bit of emotional honesty, assuming that is possible.

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Edward H. Campbell On Church Street

Corrected after e-mail from Mr. Campbell and a phone call. I try to be as accurate as possible, so I apologize for any misunderstandings.

Yesterday he asked me to e-mail him a photo I shot on Church St with his begging sign. Don’t usually include words with my images. Jay Maisel says that people will read the words before looking at the images. This is not to be confused with putting an image on a printed page which, according to my graphic design professors, is the first thing people will look at. Anyway, the images should speak for themselves. Not sure in Mr. Campbell’s case.

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Jesse #2

Very upset, I am, as I leave for a week at Maine Media Photocamp after reading today’s article on the upsurge in killings of street people in the New York Times. The paper of record called them homeless. I don’t know exactly what that means, so I will leave it for another time. And, I don’t necessarily think that the rise in killings has at its genesis hatred, but the fact that people kill these people because they can for whatever reasons or no reasons at all disturbed me more than the Pew report that the number of people who believe President Obama is a muslim has risen.

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Paul Keeps Working The Street

So many of us, well maybe not me, except for when I had my hip replaced, take sick days. These guys, my guys, have to go to work when they don’t feel 100%. Not like junkies who have to rob, steal, and beg for dope dough, these guys pull themselves up, dust themselves off, and start up all over again even on days when they haven’t slept it off. Not a good day for my man, Paul, but at least he be out there and I know nothing bad happened to him.

Homeless Mike and Leroy Allen Skalstad, Milwaukee WI

The powers of the internet and social networking lay before me. Don’t realize the full potential as I start to expand my virtual world. Don’t have the time to learn all I would have had I been younger. But, then again, if I had the same growing pains that I experienced the first way through, I would have missed this round of technology promoting art, just like I missed the one that started in the 50’s.

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jahavahriel and Martin

So, they don’t have to look dirty or wierd to be on the street. They can have designer jean, be color coordinated, and branded totes. Open shoes. No jewelry. No tracks. A little thin, eh. Henna in her hair. Combed. Workers hat. Sign needs a little work. But, not all that bad for almost 10:00am on a Saturday morning in Burlington.

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