Maxigumee

In a continuation of my Buffa-loving photoshoots, Kat and I went to the street I grew up on yesterday to take some pictures. I hadn’t been down that way for such a long time and it brought so many memories back. We photographed in front of the house I lived in until I was nine years old, we explored the weedy and cracked parking lot where I would play with huge gangs of neighborhood kids. So many things had changed in my old neighborhood, but so many things were exactly the same. The wood on the outside of the cottage I lived in was replaced with vinyl siding, the bodega a few blocks away has since been changed into an organic bakery. I had a huge debate with myself last night about whether or not I should use black and white or color versions of these photos. The black and whites were so beautiful, but I decided that ultimately, desaturating these photos would be a disservice to the awesome dress that Kat was wearing.