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제작자 imaghostxo
제작자 imaghostxo
A favorite and almost impossible moment that nearly cost me my life.
I stood at the corner on the opposite side of the street, waiting for my light to turn green. The situation had already caught my eye.
As I prepared to walk towards him, he was turned to his right, away from Denzel's Gun, deeply lost in thought. I was confident I had time to line up the composition until an oncoming bus startled him.
The moment he jumped, I ran into the street knowing I'd have but a flash to get off a shot. The bus would at the very least kill the moment if not possibly me.
I shoot with a single fixed wide. I'm not a sniper. I have to get close.
A swiftly closing window, I centered myself in front of the bench just long enough to fire the shutter while simultaneously jumping out of the bus' path. An angry driver peered at me through his window as the bus came to a stop just a couple feet to my left.
I walked away fearing I hadn't gotten it... but I had.
Elated at the realization I'd captured the moment, it took me a beat to realize the hand in his pocket looked as if he'd been attempting to draw his own pistol.
I will never not hear the howl of the bus horn when I look at this shot.
I don't even know if he ever realized I'd shot him, myself.
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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제작자 imaghostxo
제작자 imaghostxo
A favorite and almost impossible moment that nearly cost me my life.
I stood at the corner on the opposite side of the street, waiting for my light to turn green. The situation had already caught my eye.
As I prepared to walk towards him, he was turned to his right, away from Denzel's Gun, deeply lost in thought. I was confident I had time to line up the composition until an oncoming bus startled him.
The moment he jumped, I ran into the street knowing I'd have but a flash to get off a shot. The bus would at the very least kill the moment if not possibly me.
I shoot with a single fixed wide. I'm not a sniper. I have to get close.
A swiftly closing window, I centered myself in front of the bench just long enough to fire the shutter while simultaneously jumping out of the bus' path. An angry driver peered at me through his window as the bus came to a stop just a couple feet to my left.
I walked away fearing I hadn't gotten it... but I had.
Elated at the realization I'd captured the moment, it took me a beat to realize the hand in his pocket looked as if he'd been attempting to draw his own pistol.
I will never not hear the howl of the bus horn when I look at this shot.
I don't even know if he ever realized I'd shot him, myself.
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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