Thursday, November 12, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Elaine
It haunts me these conversations about the past. Filled with joy in finding folks that you thought you will never see again. Then to listen in growing sadness as you hear about the those whose voices you will never hear again. By design or choice the stories continue to find their way to me.
On Fox Street in 1983. ( Ricky Flores )
Daily News article on Elaine;
Friday, April 23th 2004, 7:00AM
"Mommy's not here. She's dead."
Those horrifying words came from the mouth of 4-year-old Dante Sealey, who woke up in his Brooklyn apartment yesterday to find his mother slain in the kitchen.
The little boy and his baby sister, Diamond, 3, stayed with their mother's corpse for hours before someone tipped cops that her body was inside just after noon, police sources said.
When detectives arrived, the shocked toddler answered the door and muttered the awful news.
"Those poor kids were in the house for hours with their mother lying in there dead," one investigator said.
Police believe the mom, Elaine Sealey, 41, was strangled sometime after she fed her children dinner Wednesday night.
The medical examiner was expected to determine the cause of death.
Neighbors said Sealey was a drug addict who often let crack addicts use her apartment on McDonough St. in Ocean Hill to get high.
"There was an awful lot of traffic in and out of there all the time. I complained about it to the management," said Pamela Cook, 40, who has lived in the building for 10 years.
"She always took real good care of those kids, though. She definitely loved those kids," Cook said. "She was just a person with problems. Every human being has problems."
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Long Silence
There are days that I feel that I am watching people who are at the controls of a train that is on a collision course and who are vaguely looking for the breaks and wondering if they plan to pull them if they find it. 2/24/09
Friday, October 17, 2008
Millie then and Now
I think about why I started uploading photos to Flickr and wondering who would see them and how they would respond to them. As more and more people began to comment on them I have come to realize that the work is taking on a whole life on its own. People who I thought I would never see again are hearing about it by word of mouth. Through them I am finding out the fate of people from the block. The news makes me happy but in some cases the endings are tragic and leaves me with a lingering sadness.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Planet Rock Video slide show
Planet Rock Video slide show, originally uploaded by Rigglord.
Folks have been asking me about the music we may have been listening to during that time. This was one of them and in actuality this is was what I hear in my head when I scan in some of the Hip Hop stuff.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Reflections in Blue
Another morning covering illegal Hispanic Day Laborers. I don't know how many mornings I have spent doing these stories. A town doesn't want them all congregating in one place but they really don't want them to leave either. In smaller towns they support local businesses with their patronage and are the main source of revenue. Yet you have a small, loud and vocal grouping who want to drive them out of their towns by any means necessary. Outside in the dawn, the workers gather on the street, in the hopes of seeking as little as one days work. As I leave, there are over 30 men within sight. Given the size of the community, I don't think they all will find work. ( Ricky Flores )
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Adeleine, where are you?
Been thinking about you all day today. You were a child of the system that somehow was able to keep a shy quirky smile and a spirit that wasn't crushed until that night that you called me. I remember your wild and uncontrollable hair that still made you all the more beautiful and a personality that was warm and generous with what little you had. You were in such pain that night you called, but you wouldn't tell me where you were. I never heard from you again. I spent days looking for you after that night and years wondering what happen to you. You are a regret that I still carry with me everyday, always wondering what I can have done or said to pull you closer to me when you needed me the most. I miss you.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Monday, July 07, 2008
Yolanda n1
Another Nahu redux of one of my images. I love the fact that these people who were a part of my youth continue to live on in the eyes of others across a whole continent. Simply amazing how small the world has become in the age of the internet. Smaller and warmer and just a little more kinder. Truly, the world is in the hands of the generations growing up in this age.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
190x160
When a queen becomes a goddess....
Izolag and Ananda are a tag team, both from Brazil, they rock the Favelas with their murals as well as create fantastic canvases. An amazing pair, and incredible artists.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Microtek SUCKS
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"Microtek's repair facility closed in December 2004 and to accommodate many of our out of warranty customers Microtek authorized Customer Service to offer replacement units at a reduced price."
Maisah
New Micro, Inc.
d.b.a. Microtek Customer Service
10900 E 183rd St., Suite 290
Cerritos, CA 90703
Customer Service: 310-687-5940
Web Support: www.support.microtek.com
You would think that was a good deal. Not. You would still have to fork over $500.00 to get an equivalent model. Mind you that this product only produced less then 2000 scans and a quick look around the web seems to substantiate this for some other of their products.
My advice; stay the hell away from them. Buy their products at your own peril.