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 a little different. I’ve decided that this Blog will be my main photography communication vehicle. Content will be varied and in the spirit of my approach to photography as described on the "About" page of my website at www.jeffmarcowitz.photography 

Unlike the past, all content posted here in the blog will NOT also be on the website Project W pages. I intend to make the Project W pages more of a curated collection of work representing the “Best Of” images posted here on the Blog. With a subscription, you'll continue to receive an email (with content) whenever I post to the Project W Blog.

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, January 9, 2015

Ken

Ken
“Spread a little love, brother” was the chant that attracted my attention.  I turned to find him sitting on the sidewalk cup in hand, looking for some help.  I asked him if he would participate in the $2 Portrait project and he readily agreed.

Ken will be 59 years old on Valentine’s Day.  He was born in New York but moved to San Francisco at age 11.  Ken worked many years in maintenance jobs for several school districts and then became a short-order cook.  He had some major surgery and is now disabled; so regular employment is difficult for him.  Up until a short time ago, Ken was shining shoes for his livelihood.  He told me that his shoe shine kit was stolen because he failed to lock it up one night while having some beers with his buddies.  Now he’s panhandling trying to get enough money to replace his kit.  Ken lives with his mother in Oakland and was thankful he didn’t have to search for shelters.

I gave Ken $2 and he wished me a happy new year.  We shook hands as I departed and he struck up his chant once again…”spread a little love, brother.”

Taken 1/8/15

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