“And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you’re in starts playing different tunes I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon.” (1973)
Sorry… I meant : “We don’t need no thought control.” Pink Floyd (1980).
I know, but I’m still fascinated by this image — and I do like surprising you.
Brooklyn, Williamsburg (maybe Bushwick?), June 2013.
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“Something inside me has just begun, Lord knows what I have done, And the lamb lies down on Broadway, on Broadway. They say the lights are always bright on Broadway. They say there’s always magic in the air. They say the lights are always bright on Broadway.” Genesis.
Dedicated to the street photographers who love (and can) playing chiaroscuro — Akbar, Brandon, Juan, Matt, and so on — I do envy the light of the cities under the 40th N parallel, this kind of shots is impossible in Paris.
Manhattan, June 2013.
“When the moon comes up the sun goes down Rita starts to creep around Gets a flame in her blood fire on her breath Fourteen names notched on her chest She gotta rose tattooed on her thigh Dead men raise and sigh And it drives my young blood wild.” Mink DeVille.
Manhattan, Puerto Rican Day Parade, slideshow, June 2013 (thinking of Esra, Matt & Giovanni).
“Ah! but you got away, didn’t you babe, you just turned your back on the crowd, you got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don’t need you, I need you, I don’t need you, and all of that jiving around.” Leonard Cohen.
Manhattan, from the High Line (during my last night there — I’m a bit down but it’s only natural, I was so high during seven days!), June 2013.












