Late night after the rain, Chicago, 1969

Photograph and Text by Bruce Berman

Ah, the begining of things!
It was fun.
We forget that, no? Maybe because the unknown has no guarantees.
New places help. Returning to places after a long absence works the same way. Or maybe, in life, it’s all just magic and the photo god gives you so many photos to do and no more.
Who knows.
Hard to stay fresh if you stay in the same groove. No?
What do you think of this image? It was done knowing nothing about anything by someone with no past and not a thought of the future. Maybe that’s part of the scheme. Know nothing. Keep the camera and legs moving… let the world tell you something if you’ll just walk in it.
Is that it?
If you learn this in a class, it should be that that class is the whole semester with only one requirement: “Keep the camera and legs moving. Just let what it and you, see. See. Reflect. The timeline meter is running. Don’t worry, you will find you, eventually. I promise.”
Class dismissed.
See you later.
Talking about it?
Hmmmm…
Dead end.