I met up with Leonard at a bus stop here in Pasadena. He was headed east.
Thought interrupted: “Oh man, there goes the 31 bus.”
Great for me, bad for Leonard. I get to make a few pictures. He is a captive subject. So he tells me this story about his tattoos: Once I get to the tat store, the guy asks, “you know what you want?” and I say, “whatever.”
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Talkin
There are many benefits to riding a bike for transportation. There are the obvious things that I won’t mention. So here’s something not as obvious: You can hear people talking. I’m traveling at my usual s-l-o-w pace and I see a guy walking on the sidewalk. He looks at me and I look at him and wave (that would be another benefit of riding a bike. Establishing eye contact, waving and nodding hello are not that uncommon). Then he says “hey you look just like Robert De Niro.” I laughed, smiled and coasted along. Then about a block later I came back with this line. “You talkin to me?”
I am s-l-o-w.
I am s-l-o-w.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Dance Performance
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