17, standing on a street in Chicago...that's where this one is from. I shot everything, except my friends, in black and white back then.
This shot was taken during a trip I was on for school. It goes down in history, for me, as a huge mess. The trip, itself, was good. Being the only artsy, off-beat, not straight-A, chick on the trip left me the target of all that went wrong though.
I'll never forget being sat down, and talked to, by my teacher--he told me that he knew what I was up to, and that I was being a disruptive, bad, influence on easily impressionable peers who looked up to me. I remember sitting there, trying to object, but being told that I had no argument. The thing was--I had NO idea what he was talking about. I was away from home for the first time, enjoying my camera and my Fiona Apple. Nothing more, nothing less. (Besides...band people are NOT the type of folks I ran with. They were just the ones I was with--and, trying to fit in with because I wanted, so badly, to just be normal. My teacher's conversation solidified my role as the outcast that I was trying to pretend I wasn't--especially since he did it in a public area with many classmates around us.) I came back from this trip and found so much comfort in my not-so-good influences and felt right at home again. I wasn't meant to be one of 'normals' anyway.
That talk, that accusation, was an incredible lesson though. It reminded me to always get every side of a story. To never jump to conclusions and to NEVER look at someone as a type, and lump them with anyone else. To this DAY, those are lessons I hold so close and live by. I see everyone for who they are, no judgement and knowing, full well, that EVERYONE has one hell of a back story that I have no right, or reason, to cast my own shade on. 'Normal' folks around me get annoyed with me for this, actually...I like everyone, I forgive, I let things go, I move on and I start over. #Chicago #blackandwhitephotography #streetphotography #fivedayblackandwhitechallenge #fivedayblackandwhite