THE ESSAY: Hidden in plain sight
I GREW UP IN L.A., AND LIVED THERE UNTIL I was 20 to go to the Pratt Institute in New York. The light in L.A. is so lovely. The irony of it, the architecture—the city is like a fantasyland for me. There’s always a horizon line in the distance, with a foreground and middle ground. The city embodies a sense of space, which is the opposite of New York, where everything is right in front of you, and the light, though also great, is much harsher.
I began to shoot in my last semester at Pratt , where I was going to art school. My roommate recommended an extra-credit photography course because he thought I’d be good at it. My early pictures of New York from ’68, filled with black-and-white patterns, really got me hooked. Though I was an art…
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