We really know nothing about each other do we?
28 February 2009
Marcelita Riomalo y La Mamá

...de Bogotá. Lower East Side.
*Sidenote: Pardon the wire. I am not really familiar with viewfinder cameras aaaaaaand all of a sudden this world is showing up on the film and/or disappearing that I thought was accounted for. It's a precise, scientific world--photography--and I am a spacey dreamette with a laissez faire 'tude...
26 February 2009
Sally Sells Seashells by the Seaside
24 February 2009
21 February 2009
LuLu, Benny, and Fae
A Stoop. Fae is Jamaican. The kids are twins. She has been with them since they were 2.5 months old. Lulu is funny; I got that in 4 seconds. Very authoritative. Benny is a concerned type. When their Mother shows up, Benny tells Fae she can go home. Fae feeds them love. She says the job is impossible without love. The job is impossible without love.
The job is impossible without love.
The job is impossible without love.
There it is! That's the thing. The whole thing is the 'job' y sin amor no funciona.
STATUS: O.G.

In this case, the Brooklyn hat means something. This is outside of the laundromat. His name is John. He gave me his entire address, up to the apartment number. His 'caretaker' was behind us, watching us interact. She didn't say one word, though, until I left. John didn't want a copy of the photo. Which is great, fine, etc., unless it's because word has gotten out that I don't follow through...maaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.
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