The chill out spot

So, you may remember an early post about York city - where I currently live. My new book takes place here, and I've been roaming around my old neighborhoods taking reference pictures.

The more I work on this book, the happier I am to have set part of the book here. This City is really ugly, crazy, and full of character. It's old, in that way that all Pennsylvanian cities are, but still trying to find it's way.

While out taking pictures I found this little "chill out spot" just a few blocks from downtown. It was just this old sofa thrown in this small, bricked in enclave. You'll notice an empty beer bottle is on the sofa. I can just see someone, or some people, sitting there getting bloody and just hanging out.

I found out later that there was a shoot out in this neighborhood where a young man died earlier that same morning.

I also ran into a guy that I grew up with, and found out his brother killed him self recently.

So, yeah...fucking York City. I love ya', but I wish you could be happier. :(

Mike

"I do it Ror da Hood."

I was out the other day taking reference photos of my old neighborhood in York City and ran into this. Somehow it's fitting of the book I'm working on, and I wanted to share.

I'm honestly not showing this to make fun of the bad spelling, or the person who wrote it. To me, this is a great snap shot of the City and it kind of shows it's "soul". I took an instant liking this mystery person who's trying to run this low budget car wash for his neighborhood.

I blurred out his number so none of you jokes call it to to tease him/her. ;)

More photos of York soon.

Best,
Mike