I’m not good at blog stuff, so I think I put the photos in here. You guys, Northgate is a WEIRD ZONE. Half dead mall gasping along. No one there. Functional carousel. Knockoff Cinnabon. Conversation with my mom that turned to ‘what will we do about the half of our family who is voting for Mitt Romney?’.
I used to work in Manhattan in a corporate office. Every lunch, I would break out of this cubicle world and walk the streets. I wanted to be out there and be creative, although of course my job as a 3d artist was meant to be creative as well. But that’s not the same. Lunchbreak was my time to be an artist, a real artist not a creative professional. I had a crappy point and shoot camera in my hand and took pictures of random passerby’s, from the hip. Random pictures at first, but with practice I started seeing through my wrist; I began to roughly aim at interesting subjects, corporate people in a hurry, static homeless people, tourists etc. These walks and what I call “walk by shootings” became an obsession of sorts. The financial meltdown ended this chapter of my life. What follows are some of these shots:
Wendy Ewald (left) and Brett Cook (right) 
