Vulgar of manner, overfed, Overdressed and underbred, Heartless, Godless, hell's delight, Rude by day and lewd by night; Bedwarfed the man, o'ergrown the brute, Ruled by boss and prostitute: Purple-robed and pauper-clad, Raving, rotting, money-mad; A squirming herd in Mammon's mesh, A wilderness of human flesh; Crazed by avarice, lust and rum, New York, thy name's "Delirium."
Byron Rufus Newton (1861-1938)
My heart is so sad….
Reblogged this on Into the Mouth of Madness.
This actually brought tears to my eyes. Incredible!
… and mine. It is hard to see, even through a lens. But hey, if photography is not emotive what is it?
I totally agree. I must admit that in addition to the pain & the sorrow that I felt looking @ these images, I felt something felt like pleasure @ the surprising intensity of emotion they sparked.
Very nice work. Tough to look at, dignity stripped left raw and bare to anyone who wants to look. Here is my stuff, I have no privacy left. Sad.
Very sad, thanks for your comments.
I know not everyone who lives on the street has chosen that life, but some of them have. My sister has done that and then chose something different. Your photos are a great commentary.
Thank you. I guess we all make decisions for better or worse and then have to live with them. I never intend to produce judgmental images. I just photograph what is around me and like most big cities, NY has a major homeless problem.
very nice series
Thank you
Excellent series.
Thank you very much.
I would hope this profound piece would be Re-blogged,Tweeted and Facebooked…until these images become a far distant memory…of what homelessness, poverty and neglect… once….. looked like in the streets of our cities.
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America….
Thank you Kirsten, I appreciate the re-blog and you taking the time to comment on my work. Perhaps society has not come as far as we like to think.
Whoa…words fail, but your images sure don’t. I’ve been reading about the poor of London in the 1880’s, and naively thinking that was a thing of the past. Clearly not.
Well not here, or in London to be honest. 2012 and still an issue. And still growing. Watch this space. Thanks for the comment.
I’m living in Manila for almost a year now and I have to keep reminding people that homelessness and poverty does exist in the U.S. (and not just for the black folks). I have chosen not to shoot any similar scenes here; others have already taken every opportunity to focus on the poverty and plight of the unfortunate here to keep the world-wide perception of the Philippines as a third world country full of people who live in trees and cardboard boxes. I hope you can see from my images that this is surely not the case for this developing nation. Thanks for liking my post. Would like to re-blog with your permission.
Hi Stephen, thanks for the comment. I guess it is easier to form a negative opinion of a different culture because that excuses the need to get involved in a thought process that may be disturbing to our social ideals. Stumbling around in a fog of our own making allows us to pretend not to see what is in front of us. The milk of human kindness has been sanitized, homogenized and pasteurized to such an extent that is is now only available with a corporate logo and a release clause. I love your work and will be following. Please feel free to re-blog any of my work. Thanks.
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In case you thought these were images out of the past…they’re not.
You sure have an amazing set of striking images. Depressing but unfortunately thats the reality.
Reality has a habit of looking like it has been hit with the ugly stick. Thanks for your kind words.
sad and poignant images. you have captured the other side of NY very well.
Ciao, Francina
Thank you Francina.