At the Campo dei Gesuiti, Venexia.
Category: Street Photography
“Mussolini”
Not that I ever called him that to his face. But his jaunty swagger, bullet shaped head, and rough-but-hilarious talk made the parallel inevitable. He was the clear king of his domain, a street restaurant in the Temple Street Night Market. Yau Ma Tei, Hong Kong.
Xiàngqí
Behold the Lamb!
While we were eating at the Yemen Cafe in Brooklyn, they received a delivery from their halal butcher. I started making a picture or two, and this fellow noticed me. I love his pride.
Pop’s
George, at Pop’s Diner in Flushing.
Drawing
At the Met
Bus rider
Couple in Occidental Square
Jerry and Pat
So there I was, at a campaign rally in UCLA’s Pauley Pavilion, the night before the US presidential election — Monday, 7 Nov 1988. We were all there to support (or cover) Mike Dukakis, the Democratic candidate for president. And I hear a voice behind me, “Oh, my god! Jerry (Brown, the then-former Governor of California) is talking to Pat! (Also Brown, also a former Governor of California, and Jerry’s father.) He hasn’t done that for years!”
I turned right around, and made this picture. Because I knew, first names by themselves or not, just who was being spoken about.
Sometimes the value of a picture is in the caption, not the picture itself. So here it is — a quasi-estranged son talking to his father. A little blurry, and definitely artless.
But they hadn’t talked to each other for years.
Stay Low and Keep Moving
Tina Bruce at the Renaissance Pleasure Faire, in the final year it was held in Agoura, Calif.