Rebel Without A Cause, pt. 4
Added 2018-04-16 16:12:18 +0000 UTCHere is the link to the images:
https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B7MlCEoEDaftM212Y0JWVGdJaGM
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REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE
It was summer in New York City. The air was hot and wet, and almost but not quite stifling in the crowded, bustling city. Kacie and I were on the rooftop of an old building she had lived in, some random place in Brooklyn that we gained easy access to. There was graffiti everywhere up there, and she changed openly, occasionally getting a shout from a nearby building that was just a bit taller than the one we were on.
This was the first outfit, a “greaser” number that was compiled like everything else from a pile of her clothes off a floor. Her best outfits were mixed and matched form old things she’d had for years, conglomerated into a system she’d never worn them in before.
She stretched, posed, pouted and fawned, knowing exactly how to work the camera for all it was worth. She took almost no direction because she simply didn’t need it, she was a talented natural with additional skills honed from a decade’s worth of experience. We hardly stopped shooting at all, only briefly to watch as a flock of birds almost black out the sky overhead, then continued to shoot as she stripped off her top. But that’s the part of the story I’ll save for another day…
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Here is that link again:
https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B7MlCEoEDaftM212Y0JWVGdJaGM
