document the night
So my buddy Q asked me if I was interested in joining him, his girlfriend, his daughter and his cousin on a journey on the metro. His girlfriend needed to figure out which route to take to get to her evening college classes. It was just a simple evening ride but looking back on these photos there were so many that I love from this set.
Over the course of the evening we met a woman proud of her beautiful earrings despite having matter hair from her hair net after a long day of work, a fight breaking out in which one man swung a metal sign at the other, and solitude at many stops. People riding together but being alone.
The metro was and I suppose always will be an interesting cross section of the local population. The sights (and smells) tend to linger in your mind for a good period of time even after you reach your destination.
I've tried starting this blog entry several times but no matter how I try to phrase it something about it seems off. Maybe I'm reaching too far for what I want to express. I wanted to reference the past and how ghosts are all around us if we can keep our eyes open.
The collection of photos I have here represent what I feel to be the everyday ghosts that haunt LA. Spectral trails of light that pass through the night while we sleep and mainly go unnoticed. I had a great time capturing these and I really can't wait to get back out there to catch a few more ghosts.
Sometimes all you need is one night out with friends to reignite your love for photography. With a buzz of activity around you it's great to capture the small moments that crystalize the mood of the night.
There are those that say that taking a photograph removes you from the situation. You're a documenter and not a participant. This isn't always the case. Looking back at the photos I can recall everything about the moment. The sights, the smells, the mood and the memories.
Capturing these moments is what I love and what I will continue to do for as long as possible.