A Little Bean Salad
One afternoon Sweetpea and I left the school together. As we made our way down the walkway towards Perrysville Ave. he showed me this drawing, Bean Salad. After looking at…
One afternoon Sweetpea and I left the school together. As we made our way down the walkway towards Perrysville Ave. he showed me this drawing, Bean Salad. After looking at…
My memories are being dredged by someone who wants information. Snippets of color. Riffs of music. Phrases from a book. Sketches. Conversations. Random addresses. Facts. All surfacing from the black…
Actually, I studied photography in Pittsburgh. I learned to see in that dirty little town. Through my camera lens I learned to see the difference between light and dark, black…