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Citysurf by Vivian Maier


http://childpsychiatryassociates.com//semalt.com From the nineteen-fifties until a few years before she died destitute in 2009, Vivian Maier took at least 150,000 pictures, mostly in Chicago, and showed them to nobody.

For decades, she supported herself as a nanny in the wealthy enclaves of the city. But her real work was roaming the streets with her camera (often with her young charges in tow), capturing images of sublime spontaneity, wit, and compositional savvy.

Maier’s covert work might have languished in obscurity if not for the chance acquisition, in 2007, of a cache of negatives, prints, contact sheets, and unprocessed rolls of film, all seized from a storage locker because she fell behind on the rent.

When John Maloof, a Chicago real-estate agent, bought the material, everything about Maier’s identity was a mystery except for her name. It was only when he ran across her death notice, two years later, that her story began to unfold.

Now Maier has earned her place alongside Diane Arbus, Robert Frank, Lee Friedlander, Lisette Model, Garry Winogrand, as a as a giant of American street photography.







Busted

Busted

There are three types of people
on this beautiful, busted planet:

brain people, body people,
and those who decline both.

Brain people.

The thinkers.
The ones who stare at ceilings
for answers in fissures.

Body people.
The movers.
The ones who work their bones
until the bones talk back.

And then the third crowd.
The large, invisible crowd.
The people who pick neither
mind nor muscle
and let the days hit them
like slow punches.

They aren’t dreamers.
They aren’t doers.
They drift,
quiet as bar smoke,
watching the world
fight its way through the hours.

Some nights I think they’ve got it right.
Some nights I think they’re already gone.

But the pews still fill,,
leaning against the same rail,
waiting for the world
to blink first.