New York: Madison Square Park
Inspiration: As I was walking through the northern end of Madison Square Park, I heard a funky cool drumbeat. It was coming from this dude, who was jamming on a drum pad as well as the side of a bench. I took a few shots of him in action. After a few seconds, he looked up and smiled. We talked for several minutes. I told him I liked his super-bling Dolce & Gabbana shades. He told me he liked my monster camera. While we were chatting, I took these photographs. He's a sanitation worker by early morning and a drummer in a jazz band by late night. He's been playing drums and writing music since he was 13. In 1996, he taught himself jazz and thereafter completely revamped his musical style and focus. Whenever he has free time, he heads to one of the parks to write and practice because he can't do so at home. Apparently, his girlfriend doesn't approve. She wants him to go for a desk job so that he doesn't continue to hurt his knees jumping on and off the sanitation truck every morning. But mostly, she wants him to give up the night life of a jazz musician. He is tempted to tell her it's over. He said: "It's a sin not to use my god-given talent. To give up the best part of me just to make only one of us happy."