FreshwallstreetTHE COLE+KID JOURNAL ♣ THE MEMOIRS OF A STREET STYLE PHOTOGRAPHER
MY BACK IS TO A WALL, ONE LEG INNOCENTLY BENT AT THE KNEE TO SUPPORT WHERE MY MIND AND BODY HAVE AGREED TO STAND, MY CAMERA IS STRAPPED TO MY CHEST LIKE THE LAST PARACHUTE ON A CURSED FLIGHT, I’M POSTED . I SEE THE WONDER IN PEOPLE’S EYES WHILES THEY DRINK, LAUGH AND WALK PASS WITH ENOUGH MONEY TO WONDER WHY THIS DARK VERSION OF GREATNESS STAND STILL WITH NO APPARENT INTEREST IN INDULGING IN THE FAMOUS MINUTES OF JOY THAT THE WORLD HAS GIVEN THEM . THE TRUTH IS I AM POOR, I CANT AFFFORD THE THOUGHT OF LETTING THIS MEMORY GO BY WITHOUT A TRACE OF PROOF THAT IT EVER HAPPENED. I RAISE MY CAMERA WITH YOU IN MY VIEW FINDER BECAUSE YOU FORM PART OF A BEAUTIFUL PICTURE THAT GETS REPAINTED EVERYTIME MY COMPUTER BOOTS. SO I STAND HERE AND WAIT ,FOR YOU, WITH MY EARPHONES IN MY EAR, KNODDING LIKE YES IS THE ANSWER TO EVERY QUESTION THE KICKS AND SNARES THROW AT ME , I AM IN MY ZONE . I AM MORE THAN WHAT YOU SEE, AND WHAT I SEE IS MORE THAN ME. I SEE LIFE, WAITING TO BE HELD STILL IN 1/100 PER SECOND SHUTTER SPEED, THIS IS THE ONLY POWER GOD HAS GIVEN ME TO FREEZE TIME, LOVE, FEAR, JOY, LAUGHTER, REGRET AND AIR. ♣
Mad props to you. Would love to interview you sometime.
great Memoir! I love your photos and your writing style ^^
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Very beautiful piece. You write very well. Totally love this.