Eye Contact - The West Village

What makes a good street photograph? I don’t know. But I do know that you know it when you see it. I’m attracted to many kinds of photographs: many styles, eras, places, people. It’s hard to think too much about it. Everything gets fuzzy.

The more you stare at a photograph the more it loses its meaning. It devolves into shapes, tones, and grain. Objects both in focus and not, light. Subjects near and far. But no matter how much you stare, eye contact remains.

A strange feeling emerges after developing a roll of street photography to find faces looking back at you. Anonymous faces you thought never knew you existed. But in one instant are immortalized forever in a recognition of you.