26 March 2007
I'm walking down that empty road, and it ain't empty now because I'm on it
Although I rarely intend to take photos of people, I invariably end up taking a few on any of my photographic excursions. The top photo in this post was taken in Pulaski; the guy in the photo asked me for a cigarette, and I asked him if I could take his photo. He hesistated, during which time he may have considered kicking my ass, and then agreed. The girls initially thought I was a journalist, though they probably weren't sure what kind of wacky publication would be interested in photos of cracked sidewalks and empty storefronts. The guy below the girls runs the All Country Bar in Pulaski--I've been told to avoid it on weekends, but it looked like a comfortable dark hole to crawl into during a stressful weekday. I met the last guy in Radford at the abandoned foundry building, and you can probably meet him too if you go down there around 5 or 6 o'clock one evening. He's a nice guy, with many stories to tell.