In the very best sense of the word this picture was truly a drive by shooting. Something about the configuration of the people on the bench caught my eye. Here on a very busy street they were in very separate worlds yet their space was shared. People from different places, at different places in their lives unaware of each other-- a dad and his toddler and two friends chatting animatedly. It reminded me of a project I wanted to do years ago on a day in the life of a park bench. I never did the project, maybe one of these days. I just need to find the right bench.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
INTERSECTIONS
In the very best sense of the word this picture was truly a drive by shooting. Something about the configuration of the people on the bench caught my eye. Here on a very busy street they were in very separate worlds yet their space was shared. People from different places, at different places in their lives unaware of each other-- a dad and his toddler and two friends chatting animatedly. It reminded me of a project I wanted to do years ago on a day in the life of a park bench. I never did the project, maybe one of these days. I just need to find the right bench.
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Or, the seasons of a bench.
I like, too, the different narratives, each having its own slice in time, caught, at 125th of a second.
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