I suffer from wanderlust and a natural curiosity for anything that’s well, not boring. The more I travel, the harder it is for me to stand still. My love of travel, photography and art fuel my inspiration and my need to discover the world around me. I love that my camera (and in many cases, my iPhone!) draws people to me and creates the pathway to conversation. When I choose a destination, the country/city has to appeal to me on different levels: the culture, the people, the architecture and the food are all key elements. The art is usually secondary to all of that. Doing street art photography has allowed me to visit cities I may not have thought about visiting before, and it’s allowed me to connect with people from around the globe. What’s not to like about that?
ICY & SOT
A chance encounter with a homeless man captures the reason why I still do street art photography. I say ‘still’ because I think street art has gotten overly trendy and the meaning behind the art often gets lost.
I’d just finished lunch and was walking back to this mural to retake a few shots. The sky had changed from white to a beautiful blue. When I stopped to observe the wall, I heard a voice quietly ask if I had change to spare. I turned to see a homeless man; he was over 6-feet tall but there was nothing intimidating about him. I didn’t have change and started to walk away, but I remembered that I had leftovers from my lunch, so I walked back and offered these to him. Fresh biscuits and Mac & Cheese. His reaction was both heartwarming and heartbreaking. His eyes lit up joyfully and he said “Thank you m’am. God is good. God is real good.” That, to me, is perspective. My gesture of compassion doesn’t make me special. I believe that everyone deserves compassion and kindness.
Over-the-Rhine is a neighborhood that’s rapidly undergoing gentrification. A few years ago, it was considered to be one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the U.S. You can still see remnants of this as you walk through the neighborhood: boarded-up buildings, construction zones, homeless people. A local told me that when he first moved to Cincinnati, the OTR neighborhood was the only one he could afford to live in – but not so, now.
BICICLETA SEM FREIO
Portuguese artist Odeith, paints a tribute wall to Louis Armstrong.
Daughter of Immigrants