How far am I willing to go to get the shot? I ask myself this question a lot when shooting in the streets. From there, it's a non-stop barrage of self provocation. Do I interact? Do I post up for hours? Do I sneak into a place that I am probably not allowed? Do I wake up at 4 A.M.? Do I stay up until 4 A.M.? Either way, I try to push the limits; it helps me break through creative boundaries and separate myself from others. This story is a little bit different. I was semi unaw

A Pittsburgh landmark shut down this past weekend - a place that held a lot of memories from a lot of different times in my life. Forward Lanes was fixed in time, a constant during a fairly unpredictable 29 years. As children we celebrated birthdays and learned to bowl. As teenagers we escaped our parents and got into trouble. As an adult I reminisced about it all a couple weeks back over a few PBRs. Had we known that our evening there two weeks ago would be our last maybe we