there is a book that now exists titled, Humans of New York created by self-taught photo journalist Brandon Stanton that you need to look at.
mr. Stanton approaches fellow New York denizens daily, asks permission (some times not) to take their photograph and conducts a brief interview. it’s (the book and visceral experience) easy to enjoy because, while there are certainly profound words, the effort drives its formidable impact through the startling images that define New York City.
I use the word “startling” as opposed to say, “stunning”, because of the way many of the pictures and associated bon mottes move me.
“l tell you what my husband told me when he was dying. I said, ‘Mo, how am I going to live without you?’ And he said, take the love that you have for me and spread it around.”
that message drove me to my knees. I am genuinely thankful.
something you REALLY need to know:
Humans of New York is a hugely popular blog (go check-out that link. ← do it!), by the way, and of course only now a book.
and, I’m warning you… it’s addictive – in a very human and healthy way. feed your soul. do it!
Brandon’s ability (I snagged these words from somewhere else and replaced the word “willingness” with “ability”) to:
“approach strangers has led to some pretty amazing moments of openness, “whether it’s someone telling me about their battle with cancer, or somebody even telling me how they were molested as a child,” he says of many “startlingly honest revelations.”
something you might care to know:
I love talking to people. I value stories. I’m no good with a camera. but, Emma Jo might be. and, I really like being around her. and I’m drawn to cities that create stories through their fascinating residents by design almost more than I desperately need to help people.
some stories are worth telling. some other people need to help with all of it.
peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.
brian patrick cork