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Shot after the first day of filming for the upcoming Essa & Brotherman video "Evade & Seek"

 

[Note: This was a conversation I had months before COVID-19. I'm not connecting with anyone during this time].

Larry was outside McDonalds on the corner of Dearborn and Randolph. He’s been homeless for about 7 1/2 years. He said he’s getting some money at the end of the year and then “I’m getting the heck outta Dodge”. He’s just trying to supplement his income at the moment. He wants people to know that he is “home”, not “homeless” and that God is good and blesses him.

Venice, Italy

 

Think of Venice and you immediately think of gondoliers - the first ever mention of an Italian gondola was in Venice in 1094 and, of course, as long as there's been gondolas there's been gondoliers to drive them..

 

Can anyone be a gondolier? The simple answer is no! Driving an Italian gondola has always been very much a ‘closed shop’. The gondolier’s licence used to be passed from father to son, or if there was no son, to another male family member. These days it's even more difficult to get a licence. Every gondolier must belong to the strictly controlled thousand-year-old Gondolier’s Guild. He must find an experienced gondola driver to act as mentor, attend four hundred hours of instruction, and later pass a rigorous examination which tests not only physical endurance but navigational skills, knowledge of other languages and, most importantly, knowledge of Venice’s culture and sights. There are 425 licensed gondoliers. Once they have passed the examination, both theory and practice, they must await acceptance, but they are sworn to secrecy about the details of the tests.

 

It has always been deemed a male profession but Giorgia Boscolo changed all that when she became the first women to complete the rigorous training in August 2010. She was given her licence despite reservations not only from the Gondoliers’ Guild, but from her gondolier driving father who commented that he was not sure whether it was a “suitable profession” for a woman.

 

Being a gondolier is very much a revered profession in Venice - before you scoff at the cost of riding in one, spare a thought that the cost of becoming a gondolier and getting a licence is probably the equivalent cost of lumbering yourself with a decent sized mortgage in the UK!

 

A gondolier's uniform is very strictly regulated and their clothes are all purchased from a shop next to the Rialto Bridge. In the summer, they wear a white sailor’s shirt or a striped tee shirt (red or navy - this is personal choice and nothing to do with experience!) and a straw boater with matching band. In the cold weather, a navy woollen reefer jacket of traditional style is worn. It can get frosty in Venice in winter and they combat the cold by wearing balaclavas under their straw boaters, making them look rather sinister I think but who cares if it keeps them warm!.

 

These two gondoliers have each added a very modern twist to their uniforms - I'm not sure how they've managed to flaunt the strict regulations ... and get away with it!

 

"Talk to the hat."

 

Nikon D850

AF-I Nikkor 300mm f/2.8D IF-ED

I'm not sure what the story is with the rubber duck, but these guys were hanging out and spontaneously struck a pose for my camera :-) This was on a small pier at the edge of Kootenay Lake in Nelson, BC.

Me and my son just been watching the footie

after a long day at the Blue Lagoon Island, excursionists queued up for a ride back to the ship.

The local butcher in Trinidad, Cuba.

Thorsten Overgaard Workshop, Havanna, Cuba, March 2019

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The boys of summer are doing what they do every summer.... WIN!!!

Lei Yue Mun, Hong Kong

Leica M6 TTL Summaron 35mm f/3.5 Goggles

Fomapan 400

We ordered a baseball cap, we received a set of pristine Austrian 78RPM records, likely pressed in Switzerland around 1940. I love randomness. FYI we love old records. Sadly we know someone is missing these gems, and plan on shipping them back, we hope these delicate disks make it it back.

It was windy and Cedric was standing on the southeast corner of Randolph and Wabash. He's been homeless for about a year. Recently his mom had a stroke and Cedric was raising money to go see her in Detroit. For shelter, he'll either stay with people or ride the train.

Fred and his dog Bess were seated near the corner of Wacker and Randolph. Before his mom passed away, she told him, "take care of my Bess". So, ever since, Fred's been watching out for her. He asked his mom, "Why do you call her 'Bess'?" She responded, "Because she's the Best". Fred used to be on dialysis. He waited 4 1/2 years for a kidney and finally got one. His life has completely changed as a result. His doctor told him, "you're a miracle". Once he recovers fully, he'll start looking for work again. He was working in a hospital doing maintenance. He said, "this (sitting outside asking for money) isn't fun, but I have to do what I have to do." He uses some of his money for a room to live and take care of his dog. He wants people to know that he's a good person.

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Music: Invisible Walls by Revolution Void.

 

The DMU Show is coming this Spring/Summer.

 

P.S. The Day of the Donut is this Thursday, April 23!

 

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Wendell has been homeless for about two years. He sleeps outside--sometimes on Lower Wacker, but he's always outside. He tries to sleep on the train when he can to stay warm. Train passes are very valuable to him, for that very reason. He's skilled in carpentry (his mom taught him those skills). He needs a job, but he doesn't have an ID. He'd like to do some public speaking about homelessness. A confident guy, he just needs a chance. I was getting ready to leave and he grabbed me and said "will you pray with me?" So we did. I hope I see him again.

(Literally!) :-)

 

I've been passing by this scene on my way to work lately: this guy delivers oranges (by the truckload as you can see) to restaurants and snack bars around central Maringá in the early hours of the morning.

So much about properly conditioning your cargo! :-)

 

Focal lenght (not registered properly by my Canon DSLR as this is a manual Hoya 135mm f/2.8 lens) is actually 135mm, not 50mm.

James was sitting by Carson Pirie Scott on Madison. A mild-mannered friendly man. It was a slow day for him. He usually sits out here. He’s been out here for about 11 months when his wife passed away. He said he has a speech impediment since his stroke, which affected his right side. It just takes him awhile for him to put thoughts together he said. He wants people to know that he’s not out here “for the fun of it”, he has needs and is trying to get assistance. This picture sums up his personality perfectly...

Made from rubbish I found in Brick Lane for the purpose of participating at a Street Art Exhibition in Shoreditch.

 

Whoever discovered it after l left it in the street was welcome to take it home with them.

David Beck

Austin, TX

 

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Spent ages here in Wakefield, but struggled to capture any truly interesting pictures despite the great location.

Danny was sitting on the northwest corner of Randolph and Wabash. He's only been out here for two days. His mom passed away last week and he needs money to get to Michigan to see family. He currently is staying with his brother in a nearby suburb. "I'm trying to hide my tattoos", because people think I'm in a gang." In his youth, since he was half-Mexican, he'd be two-faced. "I'd talk different", so as to be accepted by certain groups. He's getting divorced, which is tough for him right now as well. "I believe in God, so I guess this is his will..." Hang on Danny--hang on...

500 C/M, CF 4.0/150, Kodak Ektar 100, V600, Affinity Photo

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