Redbud Trees and Golden Bees

I am a photographer, writer, thinker and be-er. But living is dwindling, and I'm dealing.

[bagnostian]

“just catch that wave, don’t be afraid of loving me”

moscow, russia.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“there are some folks is used to know who used to smile and say hello”

moscow, russia.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“its too late to try when a missed goodbye becomes a long hello”

moscow, russia.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“the wind in your hair, like a sigh, like a sigh”

moscow, russia.

(Fuji X-T1)

[cultureunseen]

Leonard Freed (October 23, 1929 in Brooklyn, New York – November 29, 2006 in Garrison, New York) was a documentary photojournalist and longtime Magnum Photography member. He was born to Jewish, working-class parents of Eastern European descent.

[bagnostian]

“down to the shore, don’t you know, kid stuff”

chelsea, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“here i am, the only living boy in new york”

flatiron, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“the problem is all inside your head, she said to me”

landing at laguardia.nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“i’ll probably get homesick, i love you, good night”

chigago, illinois.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“and i’m not sure we can make it stay”

soho, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“”why don’t you change the station, count the grain elevators in the rearview mirror?”

casablanca, morocco.

(Fuji X-T1)

[bagnostian]

“here i am, the only living boy in new york”

flatiron, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“the horses are coming down violin road”

san francisco, california.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“looks like we always end up in a rut”

san francisco, california.

(Fuji X-T1)

[bagnostian]

“it’s still the same old story, the fight for love and glory”

houston street, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“you made me forget myself, thought i was someone else, someone good”

chelsea, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)

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“and butch joined the army, yeah, that’s where he’s been”

madison square park, nyc.

(Fuji X-T1)