This photograph pertains very little to the subject matter at hand, so as to sift through those who view my image and leave and those who read the written. I've many images like this one; candid, sharp and protective of a moment preserved in history. I feel that with the distraction of color absent, things like expression are delivered simply, more effectively.
My obsession with the portrait seems to return full-circle as I realize a personal truth. If I look good, I can make portraits of my subjects look good as well. So, to remain effective and efficient, I'm excited to see
and their idea for a community come to life. Today, as I spoke to my peers in our Discord server, I encouraged them all to share their experiences via Hive. It was to my great pleasure and surprise, some took a page from my book and got started on their own. Their drive to put themselves out there mirrors my own- I even took them back to years ago and my first post.
I think that my aim to improve my art and self are worth sharing considering another cannot tell my tale. I am ever curious to see and support what
&
share. That's not to say I will let
or
alone; everyone shares their views differently. My dastardly plan is to create a network effect in our group through all this sharing. We will share more, hopefully improve as a result, then sharing will feel simple.
My first impression of Goodfellas remains the same. The wildest tales tell only the truth. No finer detail exists when fiction sounds realer than fact. For such a level of crime to have organization, I fear if I want to clean up my spot, it may require I cross the law. Yet, I'm oddly touched by their attention to detail and appreciation for the aestheticism. These men, "Goodfellas" they fancied themselves- they carried such faith they either understood precisely or barely the repercussions of their actions. This observer knows, that as with many things, therein lies a duality. I plan to scour the media for details to capture an inspired set of images.