I was on my way to school, years ago when I saw a gentleman perfectly framed in the doorway across the street.
This must be an instrument played by aboriginal Brooklynites. I don’t remember the name.
My photographic wanderings have been informed by my interest in classic photography. I’ve always been on the lookout for a cityscape composition that included clothes on a line. It would have been a bonus to fine a person at the window pulling them in, or setting them out.