late afternoon in the neighborhood
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I’ve grown a little weary of holiday portraits. Tired also, of this artificial Mickey-Mouse town I live in. I long to be moved and inspired by something genuine and raw and real. Something with feeling that breathes and bleeds and won’t make the cover of a greeting card. Something I can trust to tell the truth. My photographs are boring me and I wish for change.
Wasn’t it Gandhi who said you must be the change you wish to see? Yeah, well. Easy for him to say.
~C.




