have come out of Rochester but what about all the bit characters.
my dollar bill in Lawrence's hand. On nice days he sits out
in front of his house on Main Street under an umbrella waving
to all that pass. He sells peanuts for a dollar a bag and
offers roasted or boiled. I've had boiled in Georgia and they're
too weird - all soggy and bloated. I bought the roasted. Lawrence
takes care of the neighborhood. He was in the middle of lunch
when I stopped by. Those are two red hots in his right hand.
pictures of people you don't know can be tricky. I hold the
camera at my waist and make sure the flash isn't on. I'm getting
pretty good at pointing without looking. It's kind of like
"miraculous fishing" ("pesca milagrosa"
in Spanish), a traditional children's game. Kids reach into
a barrel with a hook or their bare hands to pull out surprises.
Today, Colombian gangs
set up road blocks and look for people to rob and they call
that "miraculous fishing." My digital (George
Eastman rolls over) camera lets me preview the shot and
if I miss the subject entirely I just dump it. I've had many
happy accidents with this approach.
woman comes down our street almost everyday. I say Hi and
she smiles. She works her way down to Tops
and then back up near the Public Market with all this stuff.
a block down the road on Culver I stopped to talk to these
two kids. They planned on making some money this summer and
then the rain stopped and the lawns quit growing. They were
doing their best to look like a couple of cool dudes here.
swear this Wegmans "Helping Hands" guy used to work
down the street at Tops.