last weekend was
not photography... this weekend I finally made some photographs.



this last frame was hard to take. It's hard to take photographs of people when they're emotional because you often feel invasive. Initially I thought they were breaking up... when the boy walked away I talked to him, he gave me their names and explained, "She likes to flirt with just about everybody. I come to one game – I see that and I told her I was gonna leave."
Very "high school." I think in the end this wasn't invasive. I think it illustrates some of the drama of high school life.