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The Bus is one of the strongest images in my entire collection. It was taken on a winter day on some back street of Detroit while I was searching out old churches for another photographic project. One could not help but think of Rosa Park's when looking at this sight and wonder back to when I sat in her seat on the now famous bus which is at the Henry Ford Museum in Dearborn. The cross in the foreground also grabbed my interest when composing the shot, no clue of it's intention other then adding strong symbolism to the scene. Because of it's overall symbolic weight, a day doesn't pass where this image doesn't cross my mind... | |
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The Corporate Ladder is another strong symbolic vision that grows in strength every day. A near vertical looking view of the former General Motors world headquarters located on West Grand Boulevard in Detroit. The rungs of floors symbolize a ladder rising though Corporate America. In the full images cracks can be seen in the structure showing wear with age and growing imperfection. Even the mighty grow old in time and nothing lasts forever including General Motors. This image was taken long before their current troubles, however I hark back to this image on a regular basis when I think of the once might giant and it's fight for life... | |
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A Giant Sleeps in a small church cemetery guarded by an iron gate, Henry Ford the first rests just outside of Dearborn Michigan. While I lack the personal regard for Henry Ford and his belief systems (there have been many books written on the topic). One can not take away the fact that he popularized mass production which brought the industrial revolution to critical mass. However to see such a giant of a man spending eternity trapped behind iron bars seems to have a funny play in my mind and I wonder. If he had it to do all over again, would his beliefs be the same? |
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The Beggar was taken on my first trip to India, while I have made more trips after this one and seen many more beggars . The image of this particular one has remained in my mind since taking this shot. In my travels I always attempt to capture images of beggars in various countries as a reminder of my life and that no matter what I think or feel, I have it pretty good. However shooting a beggar and truly capturing the image as done here is difficult. Many times if they know your taking their picture, they will play up in hopes you will give them more money thus creating a "fake" image. On the other hand in many countries begging is illegal and they will attempt to cover their face or hide all together. This makes gathering the "true" soul of the beggar on to an image a very trying task. This image itself was unique in that it was shot very quickly and converted to B&W, the haze that you see is real from the high humidity making this image even more special. Also it's hard to see in the internet dumb-ed down version of the JPEG, however if you look into his eyes in the full image, they run unbelievably deep and catch my attention every time I look at them and yes I did give a far sum "after" snapping this picture... |
