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By imaghostxo
Night On Broadway was a yearly celebration of DTLA.
I loved watching Broadway close down, giant mechanical pieces, strange parts, and all sorts of art scattered on the street, slowly taking form.... and the Ferris wheel. This guy at the center of it, swinging between arms, locking things up as the wheel slowly moved, low metal creaks, musical tings, arrhythmic clangs.
I sat there for a good moment feeling the meditation of it all.
Hello.
I've haunted the streets of LA all my life. Here and there, sometimes other places, but mostly LA.
With a sickness I capture moments around me, obsessed by the knowledge that everything's lost.
I believe capturing truth requires the absence of me. My work is a reflection.
I'm not here.
Ima ghost. Just like you.
ABOUT 52Bodies :
Truth isn't found in pose, rote action, or premeditated circumstance. Between the loss of awareness and self possession, succumb to the world around you, adrift the mercurial spectrum of living and dying - our verity lies within the lines of strife and elation, surrendered to life's ultimate cruelty.
We are stars. Expulsed & dying flashes of light. Some named, held in awe. Some ignored, most unseen. An eternal cycle of peerless moments; the ephemeral beauty of simply being, burning, and dying before each other's eyes.
Our bodies are vessels.
These are 52 Ghosts I love with great passion.
I am grateful you are here
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By imaghostxo
By imaghostxo
Night On Broadway was a yearly celebration of DTLA.
I loved watching Broadway close down, giant mechanical pieces, strange parts, and all sorts of art scattered on the street, slowly taking form.... and the Ferris wheel. This guy at the center of it, swinging between arms, locking things up as the wheel slowly moved, low metal creaks, musical tings, arrhythmic clangs.
I sat there for a good moment feeling the meditation of it all.
Hello.
I've haunted the streets of LA all my life. Here and there, sometimes other places, but mostly LA.
With a sickness I capture moments around me, obsessed by the knowledge that everything's lost.
I believe capturing truth requires the absence of me. My work is a reflection.
I'm not here.
Ima ghost. Just like you.
ABOUT 52Bodies :
Truth isn't found in pose, rote action, or premeditated circumstance. Between the loss of awareness and self possession, succumb to the world around you, adrift the mercurial spectrum of living and dying - our verity lies within the lines of strife and elation, surrendered to life's ultimate cruelty.
We are stars. Expulsed & dying flashes of light. Some named, held in awe. Some ignored, most unseen. An eternal cycle of peerless moments; the ephemeral beauty of simply being, burning, and dying before each other's eyes.
Our bodies are vessels.
These are 52 Ghosts I love with great passion.
I am grateful you are here
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