Men At Work, On The Street

Thoughts About A Man’s Work In This Modern World

“Erasing Art On The Street” — Photo by Author

As many of you know, I always begin a new story with a curated selection of images. It’s just how I roll. I was a visual artist long before beginning to string words together.

Sure, there were plenty of words laid down, in a journal of one form or another. Though that was a private thing. A part of the self absorption that defines my generation.

In more recent times I have discovered that stringing some words together, to accompany my images, allows me to tell a larger story. And I have to admit, I am digging the connections between image and words. Who would have known?

“Delivering Water” — Photo by Author

I also need to say, this is the first iteration of this story. There will be a monochrome version to follow soon. The second part of this story will definitely include, ‘Women at work’.

I may be a boomer, though at this age, I both value and respect the contributions of women in our world.

During my first few months in Oaxaca, I foolishly spent an inordinate amount of mornings, making photographs in monochrome only. It was often on those days, I photographed…