out-take from recent portraits with the lovely harmony bliss
shades of summer
b&w photo set number one
Lou sleeping at the jameson loft. i remember being very aware that the clearly audible sound of my shutter at 1/15 might wake him from his sleep, thus getting caught in the act of photographing him unaware.
This is the text from the first time i showed this image: There is something special about this wily acrobat, this egyptian monk, this hoodoo water walker, fire eater, sin spinner…this morning in particular he slept so soundly. Well, i believe he always sleeps deeply, emitting a thunderous roar (such as one might if the powers above and below thunder clapped at the moment 10 thousand new yorkers gasped) sending off in infinite directions a wave like no other. A man of benevolent gestures, who wears t-shirts and underwear spun by the finest midnight glowworms. We lost track of him somewhere in the appalachians but he’s sure to return soon.
i have this tendency to put songs on repeat, to completely and utterly overdo it.
Elvis Presley — Blue Moon
(via boyhood)
these are from a few days this summer spent floating on the gatineau. hot days that became warm night, perfect in every way for swimming and celebrating where we grew up. where someone will always be growing up. the torch pass hands this year, generations melded together in efforts to keep our traditions alive.
playing croquet in the late summer.
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