My favourite part was striking up a conversation with the guy next to me after he quipped, "Yo, you got mad skills," and then abruptly ending it when his name was called to be summoned before the judge.
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Showing posts with label boston. Show all posts
03 September 2010
Wrong Side of the Bars
Courtroom sketches from a visit to Chelsea District Court in Boston earlier this year. Guess I forgot to post them at the time, but I just found them in an old notebook.
My favourite part was striking up a conversation with the guy next to me after he quipped, "Yo, you got mad skills," and then abruptly ending it when his name was called to be summoned before the judge.
My favourite part was striking up a conversation with the guy next to me after he quipped, "Yo, you got mad skills," and then abruptly ending it when his name was called to be summoned before the judge.
18 February 2010
Undiscovered Country
Found this last lomo image hiding on my desktop. If I remember correctly, it was shot in a Jewish restaurant in Brookline, Boston, where I had the potato pancakes.
I'm currently working on an ink drawing -- nothing too fancy, just something to get the wheels turning again (school starts in a fortnight, after all). Pencils are all rendered so we'll see if I can knock it out sometime today.
I'm currently working on an ink drawing -- nothing too fancy, just something to get the wheels turning again (school starts in a fortnight, after all). Pencils are all rendered so we'll see if I can knock it out sometime today.
05 February 2010
27 January 2010
You Can Run But You Can't Glide
Chasing a gaggle of ducks just outside Boston College, in Brookline.
Reminds me of when I was a kid and we'd go down to the lake to feed our stale bread to the ducks -- the bloody things would always bite my fingers.
Reminds me of when I was a kid and we'd go down to the lake to feed our stale bread to the ducks -- the bloody things would always bite my fingers.
26 January 2010
Double Vision Quest
An inadvertent overlap of two down-on-their luck Boston natives. I didn't notice at the time, but I failed to wind the film all the way to the next shot. A fortunate mishap.
24 January 2010
Uptown Girl
A lady walks her dog through the ritzy Beacon Hill area of Boston. Not quite sure what the deal is with the police tape but I'm quite happy with how this turned out.
23 January 2010
Watching, Waiting
Stalking some strangers in Boston's Museum of Fine Arts. I can tell you from experience that the echo of a shutter click in an otherwise silent room produces a very awkward fallout.
On a side note, these photos mark a transition from the 400ISO Ilford XP2 film that I was originally using to a Kodak CW400 stock. I definitely prefer the former (it produces a richer black/white contrast) but couldn't seem to find it anywhere in Boston. Oh well.
On a side note, these photos mark a transition from the 400ISO Ilford XP2 film that I was originally using to a Kodak CW400 stock. I definitely prefer the former (it produces a richer black/white contrast) but couldn't seem to find it anywhere in Boston. Oh well.
22 January 2010
A Second Shooter
More proof that having a pocket-sized camera with an inaudible shutter noise is a dangerous combination.
19 January 2010
Parts Greater Than Their Whole
I'm in New Orleans right now but here are some Boston leftovers. Really liked that town. I stayed there longer than anywhere else on this trip apart from NYC, where I wasn't nearly as photographically active, and as a result, I feel like this is the most well-rounded collection of photos I've shot so far, covering not only the preppy college life in the city but also the more dour and blue collar outskirts.
I've noticed that a lot of my photographs (or at least the ones that I like) tend to have this very front-on linear perspective and I'm not sure how I feel about that. I mean, I love the aesthetic it brings and think it comes across really well in these kind of photo-essays. But I'm also worried about the threat of becoming compositionally complacent. What do you reckon? I'd love to get some feedback on this.
I've noticed that a lot of my photographs (or at least the ones that I like) tend to have this very front-on linear perspective and I'm not sure how I feel about that. I mean, I love the aesthetic it brings and think it comes across really well in these kind of photo-essays. But I'm also worried about the threat of becoming compositionally complacent. What do you reckon? I'd love to get some feedback on this.
Still Life
An image that I love in lomographic photography but would absolutely hate to paint.
As much as 100ISO has been hit-or-miss for me, I do love the richness of colour you get when it actually turns out.
As much as 100ISO has been hit-or-miss for me, I do love the richness of colour you get when it actually turns out.
17 January 2010
May All Your Dreams Come True But One
This is Eddie: gun-owning Republican, Vietnam veteran, and born-and-bred Bostonian. I met him whilst sitting on a bench in Copley Square, trying to covertly snap some photos, until he sat down next to me and blocked my view.
One of those great non-stop talkers. I had the pleasure of hearing everything from his childhood memories of the early efforts to integrate Roxbury and Dorchester; to his musings on the inherent racism of the city of Boston; to his philosophical waxings on the stupidity of identifying any ethnic group in the country as anything other than plain old 'American'.
He also told me that a few years back he almost died, prompting him to list the ten places he wanted to visit before his time was up. Already knocked six down, too, although Australia's still left, as is his number one destination, Alaska -- not a bad effort. Right now Eddie's studying at culinary school, having abandoned the job he held for the past thirty-odd years at the U.S. Post and being eligible under the umbrella of his V.A. benefits. What a true Renaissance man.
One of those great non-stop talkers. I had the pleasure of hearing everything from his childhood memories of the early efforts to integrate Roxbury and Dorchester; to his musings on the inherent racism of the city of Boston; to his philosophical waxings on the stupidity of identifying any ethnic group in the country as anything other than plain old 'American'.
He also told me that a few years back he almost died, prompting him to list the ten places he wanted to visit before his time was up. Already knocked six down, too, although Australia's still left, as is his number one destination, Alaska -- not a bad effort. Right now Eddie's studying at culinary school, having abandoned the job he held for the past thirty-odd years at the U.S. Post and being eligible under the umbrella of his V.A. benefits. What a true Renaissance man.
14 January 2010
War. War Never Changes.
A protest of veteran affairs on the steps of the Massachusettes State House comprised of three generations of servicemen. Every time a car passed it would beep its horn, eliciting a great roar of approval.
Not pictured: the political huskers weaving their way through the crowds and handing out coffee and donuts on behalf of Senator So-And-So. It wouldn't be so bad if they actually had a tangible affiliation with the cause, but I'm pretty sure they were just trying to capitalise on a demographic opportunity.
Not pictured: the political huskers weaving their way through the crowds and handing out coffee and donuts on behalf of Senator So-And-So. It wouldn't be so bad if they actually had a tangible affiliation with the cause, but I'm pretty sure they were just trying to capitalise on a demographic opportunity.
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