EST. 1984
India ink on paper / Chicago, IL (2017)
WHAT DO YOU WANT to be when you grow up?
It’s a question that’s hammered into most of us since childhood. One we’re forced to answer early and often, at a time when our only reference points are the few adults surrounding us. Parents, teachers, firefighters and zoo-keepers—those who stand out in their bold costumes and obvious responsibilities. Remember how you used to answer?
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BluBlockers / Harbert, MI (2016)
ON RARE OCCASIONS one’s attraction towards an object goes well beyond the expected; one's feelings towards it transcend simple affection and the relationship between man and artifact itself plunges into a place far more rich and layered than a union based on utility alone.
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O'Hare Security – Chicago, IL (2014)
“I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE BACK!” they’ll croon. And hug you. You nod and smile, because that’s what you do. Who are these people? Why are they so glad?
“Was it amazing?” they’ll ask. Yeah, you say. Yes. They’ll nod vigorously, light filling their eyes. They’ll wait for you to carry on. This hummus is excellent, you announce, after some time. They’ll agree. They have to, it’s good hummus.
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Meesh-Meesh of Canada – Cartagana, Colombia / Photo credit: EBS (2015)
MEESH-MEESH WAS THE STORY of Passover. When he arrived he looked lost and eagerly filled the seats that'd been vacated across from of us. “My last Seder was in Nepal,” he said. How was that? we asked. He smiled and placed a self-mixed bottle of vodka and tang on the table. He had bright and gentle eyes and a feather in his hat and a hop in his step, one could see even as he sat. “I was born in '69.” he told us. Heard that was quite the summer! “But I was born in winter...
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El Castillo, Chichén Itzá / Yucatán, Mexico (2015)
WHEN YOU'RE A KID you study because you're told to. And when you grow older if you study you study because you want to. And when you ripen further still, you study because you have to. You got to. Because you must know. Not for leisure nor to impress nor impart. But to satiate that all-consuming need...
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Gabriel, Parque San Juan, León, Nicaragua / Photo credit: EBS (2015)
GABRIEL HAD MOST OF HIS BIKE. “You're missing a training wheel!” No, he shot back. Hay dos ruedas. And in a burst of juvenile brawn he swung the bike up onto its back tire and counted aloud. Uno, dos. “But the other rueda pequeña–it's gone.” No! he insisted. Tengo dos. All grins, this five-year-old.
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Image credit: T. Johannot (1843), oldbookillustrations.com
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