Excerpt from a story about my earliest memories
I came across these eight guys playing some incredibly tight New Olreans jazz in Washington Sq park a few hours ago. The tuba especially was blowing out.
The artwork for this summer’s Siren Music Festival put on by the Voice. I tried to capture the insanity and culturally brackish waters that is Coney Island while keeping the color palette limited to the reds and blues I’ve liked working with lately. Last summer I took a photo on the boardwalk of a man feeding seagulls frenchfries. He’d just hold them up in the air and the seagull would float down and gulp ’em right out of his fingers. That was partial inspiration for this illo and the moment is recreated right above the siren. Click here or on the image to see a larger version. The date is Sat. July 21st.
I’m no illusionist, but as you other photographers know, there are some shots that are hard to resist. This is one of those.