With respect to the folks at Hidden City Philadelphia, here’s one I should have sent you. Schuylkill River. (1983)
Winter gulls, Philadelphia
Tom & Jim, Philadelphia
Passing years, Stone Harbor, N.J.
(ca. 1984)
Same place as…
(2020)
…here, the pavilion at 101st St. If I had had a camera when I was 5, this post could have been a triptych.
Unimpressed, Philadelphia
Is that all there is? I’ve taken tens of thousands of frames and, almost without fail, I can remember everything, or almost everything, about each moment. There are some I can’t, however, and this is one of them. Close inspection will reveal there’s a police car in the street, with someone leaning into the driver’s window and a man approaching. An even closer inspection will reveal another man, seemingly naked from the waist up, reflected in the driver’s window of the car on which the girl is sitting. But above all we have a girl, in or approaching her teens, waiting for something else. (1984)
Sidewalk fashion, Philadelphia
(1984)
Rehearsal space, Philadelphia
“E flat into G sharp minor? No.” Chris Larkin (1984)
Gabriele, Philadelphia
Same orbit, different trajectory (1984)
Engagement dinner, Philadelphia
Yet, in their midst, clashes emerged. They came to the Philadelphia Cricket Club to celebrate the consolidation of their social class. (1984)
Kids in spring, Philadelphia
Hold on tight. There’s a great photo by Robert Doisneau of little children about this age, Les Tabliers de la rue de Rivoli (1978), that came up the other day and reminded me of this one, taken six years later. His subjects were a different demographic. These little faces above are probably around 40 years old now. At least I hope they are. These days you never know. (1984)
South Street, Philadelphia
(1984)
