Going back and forth from NYC to another state once a week since 2014-2017 looking for a story not realizing the story just happened at the moment we are in. Life is not poem, life is not in there far away. I deleted all her information because of her “red”. A complicated story but not sad, yeah may that be hard to delete a ten years’ friend. She once told me it’s a shame for one who has no past.
Gao Cheng said, the grown ups are always late maturing and they are impatient. Anyway I was patient to experience my life in those years don’t need to be told what I should be.
“I miss my wife” the Taiwanese guy said when I asked him what did he want to say to the world. 2016-2017 Manhattan.
Too close to get focused.
The very beginning images taken with 35mm lens in 2 feet pretty influenced by Bruce Gilden. “The Character”.
live in peace with family
I was sitting on the ground just next to his mom. It was hot. Innocent confusing helpless eyes make huge contrast with the kid in the next photo. But pictures are not always telling the truth. One second later he laughed like the whole world was his play ground.
Long Island ice tea end up with a beer. Used to be there with Peter until it closed in 2017 or earlier. We talked everything, we were still young and had dreams. I miss Peter but I’ve never call him for years.
This gentleman’s name is Rich. He said “ I miss my daughter” when I ask him to leave a word.
One of the middle aged men.
She was standing in the rain waiting for the traffic light without any motion like a waterproof statue.
I was left 2017.
Father and son
Same location same people deferent name
