The day this photo was taken, I was being born half a world away. Blows my mind – the day I came into this world (not without difficulty), a man in New York took this photo. I can only assume these are his friends; they look like they’re having a good day. And now, 26+ years later, I’ve found this photograph. Even though he’s not here anymore, our lives have still crossed, in the form of a little Polaroid window into what looks like a good day in his life – right at the very beginning of mine.
Saturday, January 26, 1991
The day this photo was taken, I was being born half a world away. Blows my mind – the day I came into this world (not without difficulty), a man in New York took this photo. I can only assume these are his friends; they look like they’re having a good day. And now, 26+ years later, I’ve found this photograph. Even though he’s not here anymore, our lives have still crossed, in the form of a little Polaroid window into what looks like a good day in his life – right at the very beginning of mine.