Colorful Pictures of Hamtramck
Rarely, but every so often, grace commands chaos and renders beauty. Photographing it doesn't follow a predictable pattern, it's a serendipitous practice with a frequent occurrence of failure. The challenge is looking lightly enough to ingest the randomness and act in harmony with what is before me, to freeze a moment where color, line, and time yield a transformative image.
The two square mile city of Hamtramck allows, on occasion, a brief entry into that aesthetic state of grace which grants me the ability to capture it. - R.F.
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For me there are certain destinations located by memories where I can go to dissolve the barrage of thoughts passing through me, my sufferings. The places I’ve found are not grand nor dramatic, but quiet and insignificant. Sometimes they reveal themselves only after the snow has bleached out the trivial. They go unnoticed as they don’t shout but whisper, sharing their calming spells only with those that are looking closely.
Monuments in context
I can’t help but wonder what Lincoln whilst delivering the Emancipation Proclamation, would think of the ‘halo’ behind him created by Shepard Fairey or the People Mover rumbling by. Our first President is relegated to being next to the headquarters of the largest automotive manufacture in the world and ironically, watching over the road that leads to Canada.
A consequence of violence
"He's always asking what's wrong and every time I say “nothing”.
When he broke my rib last year he asked “what's wrong” and I say “nothing’”
It's a little game we play where we both aren't monsters pretending to be people.
Where he says he doesn't remember last night and I say me neither...we lie."
A fictional tale by Danielle Amí Étienne based on her reality.