My general rule is to never take photographs of Handicapped or Disabled persons. After conversation with person X, he agrees to be photographed. This session was taken in a horribly dank alley, people came out of boxes, shadows and basement entries. The rancid smell of rotting produce from local restaurants, the sense of “on the run”, the sense of “the end of the road”, a jam box playing country music, Miller Light, Downtown Los Angeles. I approached him sitting on his chair… I’ve not seen him since.
The Effluvium
The Effluvium
The Effluvium
The Effluvium
The Effluvium
The Effluvium