Friday, August 15, 2008


My daughter and I went through the cardboard boxes I piled into storage two years ago. We were searching for old maps (not to be found), but of course, when you look through dust-covered, cobwebbed stacks, you find other things as well.

For instance, among old college journals, I found a handful of photos that I had taken back in New York, some 35 years ago. I'm posting one, with apologies for quality issues (no time to properly scan it into the blog). It struck me that what I photograph today is pretty much the same as back then -- street scenes, people going about doing their stuff, children playing in the playground.

These children are not children now. Are they still as intense and as serious as in the moment where I noticed them in the park?

015 copy
Purchase photo 1961