Henry Colquitt of Chicago, Ill., consoles his daughter Jackie Colquitt, 13, outside the late singer Michael Jackson’s childhood home at 2300 Jackson St. in Gary, Ind., Friday, June 25, 2010. A ceremony unveiling a monument took place at the home Friday, commemorating the first anniversary of the singer’s death.
There’s a select few events in our country’s history that have created defining, indelible memories in the minds of those who lived through them. People can tell you exactly where they were and what they were doing when the news of these events broke. When I was a child, these events were often ones relegated to our parents’ memories, and passed along like cherished, historic heirlooms. They told of being curled up in front of black and white TV sets watching Neil Armstrong take his first steps on the moon, or of school teachers running into classrooms in tears with the news that John F. Kennedy had been assassinated.
Beach goers wade in The Gulf of Mexico at Indian Rocks Beach, Florida, Friday, June 18, 2010. Indian Rocks Beach, along with much of the West coast of Florida, is currently unaffected by the Deep Horizon oil spill which has devastated much of the Northern gulf coast.
Like many residents of The United States who haven’t been living under a rock for the past 60 days or so, I’ve been keeping up with the tragic oil spill that has plagued The Gulf of Mexico and many of its shoreline communities. And, like many residents who don’t live near the affected areas, the news stories have simply been unfortunate blips on my daily radar. While disappointing and unfortunate, the oil spill doesn’t affect me directly way up here in the Chicago area. I can go about my normal routine unaffected, and the oil spill is relegated to casual mentions over dinner, if that.
Jonathon Curry poses for a senior portrait, Wednesday, May 26, 2010. Small, battery operated flash units were used for a polished look in this location which was without A/C power.
Now that you’ve successfully chewed and swallowed that first morsel of truth I dished out in my last entry, I think you’re ready for another: I have a hard time keeping things simple. Perhaps that’s because, in my mind, “simple” often equates to mediocrity. Mediocrity terrifies me more than almost anything in life, more than wasps, accidentally falling into large bodies of water at night, and marriage… combined! Naturally, then, I make sure that even small jobs I take on have some room for me to add my signature style to separate them from the rest.
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on June 8th, 2010. 6 Comments
Professional midget wrestler Tony “Teo” Elliott of Lake Station, Ind., leaves the field at U.S. Cellular Field in Chicago after throwing out the first pitch at a Chicago White Sox game against the Texas Rangers, Tuesday, June 1, 2010. Elliott stars in the new Spike TV series Half Pint Brawlers.
With the start of the latest incarnation of my web site and this blog, I’m going to make a vow to be honest with all of you here, even if it puts me in a less-than-favorable light. So, here comes the first morsel of truth: I’d be lying if I said I looked forward to each and every photo assignment I do. I fantasize about a world where every assignment was like the favorites I’ve done, from following Willy the pyromaniac at Willy Works blowing stuff up next to his store around July 4th, to holding a camera above my head in a Stearman biplane shooting the pilot behind me doing loops over Lake Michigan.