Monthly Archives: February 2013

Adam at Southwest

As I boarded Southwest Airlines in Albuquerque, New Mexico for my return flight to Atlanta, I enjoyed the warm greetings and humor that always welcomes passengers on a Southwest flight. The stewardess mentioned that one of the passengers, Morgan, was celebrating her 6th birthday . As passengers filed on board, Morgan and her younger sister came bounding down the aisle to the cockpit. The pilot and co-pilot vacated their seats for the two girls to pose for a celebratory photo snapped by their mother. After enduring a thorough airport security check which included a “swipe and analysis of my hands”, I was amazed that in this post 9/11 era, passengers would be allowed into the cockpit. I suppose two youngsters did not pose much of a threat. As Morgan and her sister returned to their seats I noticed the beautiful light and colors in the cockpit. I grabbed my camera and approached one of the stewardesses. To my surprise  I was granted permission to photograph. Although the stewardess insisted that she photograph me in the cockpit, I declined and instead captured this image of one of the pilots, Adam.


Women with Tatoos and Cat 2

One recent, unseasonably warm afternoon, I found myself with a couple of hours to spare. I grabbed my camera and headed to the close-by neighborhood, Cabbagetown, on the east side of Atlanta. It was a pleasant afternoon to wander the narrow streets lined with shotgun houses and enjoy the energy emanating from the sidewalk cafes and people meandering about. As I returned to my car to head home I stopped to observe a cat perched upon a newsstand. Within seconds, a women in an electric wheelchair pulled up alongside the newsstand and extended her arm as far as she could in the attempt to connect with the cat. I willed the cat to stretch towards the women but within seconds the cat leapt away and the women turned her chair around and disappeared. Unlike most of my encounters with the people I photograph, this one lasted only a few seconds and there was no personal interaction. Despite the brevity of the encounter this has been one of the most poignant moments I have recorded.