A Photo Casebook #

A man with a tattooed forehead.  The waterfront at The Wheel. The zombie holiday makers snapping.  In his 50s.  He  walks through, his expression downcast, tired by the tattoo’s loud noise - boom!  He wishes to disown it. Downcast by the ambiguous need to be seen.  Is the world home to one because the right sort of visibility is available? Standing amongst friends? Noisily alive amidst the visual?   

When that whistle blows
Girl, I’m down the street
I’m home, I’m out of my work clothes
When I’m out in the street
I walk the way I wanna walk
When I’m out in the street
I talk the way I wanna talk

[A lyric from The River] Springsteen’s ‘lean/to’ approach to living being a Baby/They mythic: Work/Play Youth/Age Home/Street Girl/Marriage Car/Poverty Fighting/Dancing.