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The Struggle to Live and be An Artist

From the time I began photographing people I was drawn to the struggles disabled people have with everyday life. For ten years I photographed, or at least watched this man go painful step by step up the 23rd street station stairs. I came from a family that took me at a very young age to […]


A Name for B.

Now I need to make up a name for B. She is a friend of M. And she came over yesterday and said “so you had a hard time getting out of bed today?” “How the hell did you know that?” (I don’t know if I said hell or not but I usually do so […]