If my camera lens could speak, it would tell you things you wouldn’t want to hear. It has been ten years now, and their faces are still etched in my memory. The cold stench of Lower Wacker Drive seems like…
Documenting the Human Experience
If my camera lens could speak, it would tell you things you wouldn’t want to hear. It has been ten years now, and their faces are still etched in my memory. The cold stench of Lower Wacker Drive seems like…