Tuesday, January 09, 2007







BAGFOOT
The other day, the freakishly warm day (which is just wistful memory now that it’s dipping back into the evening 30s), the wind picked up towards dusk. One of those omnipresent plastic bags blew across an intersection and attached itself to this old man’s foot. He didn’t have the faintest idea it was there, or why for whatever purpose I was photographing him and his companion.