I have been posting to this blog for over 13 years, each year reporting on accomplishments over the prior year and goals for the new year.

2024 is no different. My main photography goal for the year is listed in the January submission of the 2024 C.London 52 Week Photography Challenge. Content this year will work towards that goal in addition to my general shooting. Check out my website "About" page to learn more. The website is at www.jeffmarcowitz.photography 

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Thanks to all of you who have followed this photo blog for many years and welcome to any newcomers. My hope is that the images and stories are interesting and thought-provoking as I continue this creative journey. As always, comments, critiques and suggestions (here and the website) are welcome and appreciated as they often lead to new ideas and inspiration.

Thank You.
Jeff

Friday, August 29, 2014

Jerry

Jerry

As I approached Market Street, I heard the sweet sounds of a saxophone, but could not see where they were coming from. I crossed the street following the sound until I came across a gentlemen nestled into the corner of a street billboard, sitting on a portable stool, blasting out awesome jazz tunes. He continued to play and when he finally stopped we began to talk.

He introduced himself as Jerry, a 20 year San Francisco resident. Prior to San Francisco, Jerry spent 10 years as a merchant seaman. Born in New Orleans, he’s been playing music since the 3rd grade. Having gone to school in New Orleans and playing with two of the Marsalis brothers (Wynton & Branford) and Harry Connick, Jr., Jerry seemed like the real deal. He talked about opening at several clubs in San Francisco many years ago as a solo act (Elbow Room, as an example) and also used to have a band called Jerry Woo & the Unknown Giants.

We talked for quite awhile and he wasn’t really soliciting donations like many street musicians. Since he did not have any other employment, and he treated me to a great mini-concert, I felt compelled to leave him with a few dollars for his talent. Jerry shared his email address and phone number with me and asked that I send him one of the photos. We shook hands and he got back to playing; and as I walked down Market, the music faded into the distance.

Taken 8/28/14

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