Photographs & WordsTumblr (3.0; @ctitzer)http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/<iframe width="400" height="299" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pCLVs2FuPCA?wmode=transparent&autohide=1&egm=0&hd=1&iv_load_policy=3&modestbranding=1&rel=0&showinfo=0&showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br/><br/><p>It was Saturday, the 18th of May, and I was sitting at my computer at work as usual. Going through my daily motions, very mundane. I clicked on twitter and saw a feed of a recent death of a fellow New Yorker the previous evening in the West Village of the city. The article mentioned that it occurred across the street from the Gray’s Papaya sometime late Friday evening. What first came to shock me was that my friend and I were at that same exact Papaya on the same night throwing shade at people. I believe that this only natural, for one person to internalize that pain. “Oh, <em>I</em> was just there.” “<em>I</em> drive down Kent Street everyday” “<em>I</em> always turn that machine off before work.” We’re very much in a society of me - <em>I</em> need to try and fix that. After a few seconds of me, the shock hit me that a man had just been killed.</p> <p>The emotions just flooded in what I had just read. A homosexual male was murdered the previous night in the west village for allegedly being gay. Of all places, the west village. The west village has been a place for more than 40 years where LGBT people have been able to safely call home. Although we are open and free in the city, it is almost an inner wall - a place of even more peace and tranquility for us. A place in which we can feel free to be 100% us. It is very cliche to say that ‘I cannot believe this happened here..’ as that is the first thing you always hear come out of the person being interviewed on the local TV network, but, it is true. It is so hard to fathom, even now.</p> <p>In the twitter mention, it said that there was going to be a candle light vigil the very same night at the corner of west 8th and 6th avenue where <strong>Mark Carson</strong> was fatally shot. I decided in that instance that I was going to go down there and show my support. I immediately took to social media outlets to alert my fellow friends of what was going on as I wasn’t hearing about this anywhere else except for small media outlets - it wasn’t getting covered. </p> <p>After work I made my way down there and was met by a small crowd, maybe 30-40 people, it was just before midnight - the vigil was to begin at midnight. I got my camera out and began to photograph what I was seeing the best that I could. I really wasn’t able to get any good angles, after moving around the crowd a bit, I just took to one corner of the building. Soon more people began to arrive and there was becoming a presence. People were lighting candles and standing in solidarity. It was extremely somber and just didn’t feel right to have a camera in peoples face. I just leaned on the wall to take it all in. Somewhere after midnight a gentleman, Adam Feldman, took to a stand and began to speak; my camera raised. He stood up on a box and proclaimed no relation to <strong>Mark Carson</strong> but that our being there was important in support. After speaking for a few minutes he opened the floor to anyone who wanted to speak. What followed was so much words of grief, anger, and empathy that it went from shouting to tears with every honk of a passing taxi.</p> <p>To say that I was a witness to something inspiring would be an understatement, it was truly powerful. It reminded me how powerful one single voice can be and when we all come together - a revolution. The energy, and the crowd, were overflowing by about 1a and I knew something was going to happen. There was this energy, just short of, marching and shouting down the street four our rights as humans. In closing, Feldman, mentioned of a march and rally coming May 20th at 5:30PM at the LGBT center in the village. Today as I checked social  media, I noticed a much more vocal audience for <strong>Mark</strong> <strong>Carson</strong> and I feel that tomorrow there could be thousands of us standing in solidarity, not hundreds. I strongly encourage anyone in the metro area to attend and show your support for Mark Carson, those that have come before, and those that are scared to come out.</p> <p>Last night reminded me very much of a video I came across about two years featuring the Rev. Al Sharpton speaking at the funeral of Mrs. Rosa Parks. There are so many incredible parts to this video and I hope you have watched it in the entirety. Basically, I want to echo that we do indeed have so much more now than we did 5, 10, 60 years ago but we’re doing so much less with what we have. We all know hundreds of people through social media and other outlets and have many other tools at our disposal, yet we are silent. We need to sand up together and in the face of violence say no more will we be a witness to such hate and ignorance and go about our day as if nothing had happened. The blood of one stains the blood of all. I really wish I had an ear to one of the organizers tomorrow as I am afraid that the rally tomorrow will just be that, a rally tomorrow and not a movement. I really hope that we can come together and use this energy and momentum in a positive way tomorrow and on. What a powerful statement would it be if thousands of us would symbolically lay down in the street with <strong>Mark Carson</strong> tomorrow - do you think they could walk over us as they do walk around us as we stand? Do you believe they could not notice us, our numbers if we stopped their very movement - their thoughts. Think of the attention we could bring to the cause beyond the West Village, but to Paris, Algiers, Santiago, and around the world. They would have to notice us!</p> <p>Stay strong.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50892942938http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50892942938Mon, 20 May 2013 03:26:00 -0400al sharptonmark carsonhate crimegaywest villagenoh8rosa parksequalityjusticeviolence<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6ce150250282f7148c7fb910b4717678/tumblr_mmwiyxIkml1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Oregon</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>I kept debating to upload this blurry dog but he is so full of life, he deserves some Tumblr love.</p> <p>I was on the beach and kneeled down to take his photo from a distance, I caught his eye and he jetted for me.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50886418217http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50886418217Mon, 20 May 2013 01:00:32 -0400mamiyamamiya rz67 pro iikodakportraanalogfilmdogpuppydog toysoregonbeachplayhappyfunblurry<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d04e04b939fe7f6eb77c690e742e881e/tumblr_mmwh5oP2SV1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Seattle | Washington</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>This felt so out of place to me. Growing up in Indiana, undoubtedly known for it’s love of Basketball, this caught my eye. Where I am from, just about everyone has an old hoop in their back yard that the kids play  with their dad on the weekends. It’s like our cultural cafe to the Parisians. It’s where we meet to shoot and talk man to man. Walking down this street of multi-million dollar homes, it just felt wrong. I cannot imagine children playing here…just so sterile.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50857548350http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50857548350Sun, 19 May 2013 18:30:29 -0400mamiyamamiya rz67 pro iicherry blossomsseattlewashingtonestatemansionhomeartists on tumblrphotogoraphybasketballdrivewaykodakportraanalogfilm<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5a7884cec5ef727eaad86122e40fc8b2/tumblr_mmwgw4pps31qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Seattle | Washington</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>After visiting the park I overheard some locals speaking about another park just down the street with a different view, just as nice. so I decided to stroll down. I was met by these massive, beautifully landscaped homes.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50853005161http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50853005161Sun, 19 May 2013 17:33:06 -0400mamiyamamiya rz67 pro iiseatllewashingtonestatemansionkodakanalogarchitectureartists on tumblrphotography<p>I will be attending the candle light vigil this evening in New York at West 8th and 6th Avenue at 12 midnight for the unspeakable shooting, and death, of a Brooklyn homosexual male that occurred last evening.</p> <p>I hope you will join us.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50764289053http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50764289053Sat, 18 May 2013 18:43:50 -0400nycmarc carsonhate crimegay nyc<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5925b2717641defa5874876ddc27fd86/tumblr_mmwhhuDm1I1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Seattle | Washington</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>It was my first day in Seattle and I was walking around the Space Needle, as it was on the same block as my hotel, and just waiting on my mother to arrive. I arrived early in the morning and and she was expected to get in around midnight.</p> <p>I usually never look up points of interest of a city before getting there. I feel like the really cool shit is not in the guide books and also the locals tend to keep that stuff under key so it doesn’t get out of control. I was walking around aimlessly taking advantage of the sun and these two guys stopped me, fascinated with my camera. Seriously, this camera is like having a pug on a leash in a Wonder Woman costume - people be lookin at me! After some conversation they told me that I should head up to Kerry Park, so I did.</p> <p>On the walk up I started to notice all of these old cars, lots of them. I just started to photograph. There is this old Chevrolet and about 4-5 others to come. The vintage fits well with my analog.</p> <p>More to come.</p> <p>BTW, go to Kerry Park <just don’t tell anyone></p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50760184297http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50760184297Sat, 18 May 2013 17:45:42 -0400chevroletseattlemamiyamamiya rz67 pro iiartists on tumblrphotographykodakportragreenvintagevintage carold carold chevyanalog<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4d732accb529530a11c588b7a124da6b/tumblr_mmwhgyl3gm1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Chihuly Garden & Glass | Seattle | Washington </p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>This was my fourth visit to the Emerald City but my mothers first. She of course wanted to see all the tourist spots in the city so we made our way to the Space Needle. While there we noticed a new exhibit, at least for me, of a Chihuly garden. I had seen his work before, mostly in <em>fancy</em> hotels, but never in an art form as this. Unfortunately we got there too early and the exhibit just wasn’t open as of yet. Luckily for me though probably anyways because it was like 28+ and some change. My father raised me to hold on to every last penny and it’s been very hard for me,in my adult life, to shake that mentality.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50755103166http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50755103166Sat, 18 May 2013 16:36:37 -0400chihulyseattlewashingtonchihuly gardenglassartglass sculpturephotographygardenmodern gardenarchitecturemamiyamamiya rz67 pro iikodakportrafilmanalog<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a348003db0a19e17a71b1fba3a0d6d84/tumblr_mmwh8ghfDB1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Brenda | Somewhere Wisconsin | Empire Builder | Amtrak</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>Brenda was the very first person that I had contact with on the train. I was actually unsure how I was going to go about speaking with people, as I am very shy. It was my sole purpose to get on this train, slow down, and talk with people, hear of their stories, be a voyeur, and to hopefully gain something from them that I could take into account in my own life.</p> <p>I was sitting in the lounge car, not really having a plan, looking out the enormous dust covered windows when Brenda introduced herself.</p> <p>“Wow, what a beautiful camera, I used to have one just like it.”</p> <p>She had stepped on in Milwaukee having spent time with her mother and sister. She said that she was on her way back to Stanley, North Dakota after attending to her ailing mother. I learned later in this trip that this train was carrying a lot of <em>oil</em>. She was the first of two people that I met who worked in the fracking/oil industry in the Dakotas that had boomed in the last decade. She mentioned to me that when she lived in Milwaukee years prior that she had a studio and worked exclusively in film and was really successful. She said that she also recently sold off a lot of her equipment to make some extra cash recently and had wished she had met me earlier; I nodded on that comment. She said that if ever given the opportunity that I should visit Milwaukee, that it has a rich history and that it is very beautiful to photograph.</p> <p>We never really got too deep in any issue but we did discuss her desire to live her life. Mentioning for a great deal of her life she has been the family care taker and that often times she feels she must drop everything and attend to family matters. I just wanted to be an ear for her to vent to. We spoke about my desire to get out of New York and out west, how it brought me so much joy and how  I’ve been in this whole <em>live life - do it</em>, thing. She basically nudged me to go and live, that I was young and had nothing to tie me down.</p> <p>One funny thing that I recall was that she mentioned that she had packed a HUGE suitcase full of cheese and sausage and that one of her biggest fears was that when stepping off of the train, it split open. Revelation that she is a hoarder of Wisconsin goodness. I could picture the hysteria in my head of her dragging this suitcase off of the train all be herself and hearing a loud shriek as it all came un-bundled. Oh, the judgement of the other passengers. </p> <p>The conversation was easy and flowing. Towards the end of the conversation the sun was setting and the focus turned to the picturesque setting before our eyes filtered with dust and scum of the floor to ceiling windows. We sat there in silence with the occasional break of silence from Brenda “Wow, look, a deer!” “look at that hawk!” “Just wait til we come up on Winona..” Sometimes just sitting in the silence of someone can be one of the greatest things. The two of us side by side looking out on the great American landscape as if we had been a witness to it never before, it was magical.</p> <p>I found Brenda to be a very strong woman with many life experiences and was such a joy to have made contact with her. I attempted to make contact with her, via email, a couple of weeks ago but at this time still no word. I take her for the one who doesn’t log on that much. I hope she is well; strong.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50690513438http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50690513438Fri, 17 May 2013 20:48:00 -0400amtrakempire buildermamiyamamiya rz67 pro iikodakportrafilmanalogtrain travelstorieslifeamericawisonsingreat westamerican landscapelounge carbrendastanleynorth dakotafrackingoil<p>Those of you who are still working in analog format can understand the time delays and cost involved still shooting film. It is hard for me to slow myself in the<strong><em> I want it now</em></strong> culture of today. I was going through what I have developed so far to pick out my photo of the day but then figured, I really do not need to rush this.</p> <p>I am going to try and do my best to publish these photos in the correct time sequence from my recent trip on Amtrak and then down highway 101. However, I have more than 50 rolls of film and I just cannot afford to develop it all now so I am just going to release some photos here and there and mix my photo of the day in all of it.</p> <p>Hope all is well out there, Titz</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50682873962http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50682873962Fri, 17 May 2013 18:53:09 -0400photo of the dayfilmanalogmamiyaamtrakempire builderhighway 101washingtonseattleoregoncalifornia<p>I was having a really bad day yesterday. If you&#8217;re unsure as to the possibilities to why, check the earlier post. I have been living off of this high for a couple of weeks now and I started to feel it deflate maybe a week ago. This past weekend of mine though just brought my energy level completely crashing down.</p> <p>Something happened to me when I hit 30, I am not quite sure what exactly it is. I recall having a complete breakdown in my late 20s and then recouping from that. Then there was the recent time when I was on this Amtrak adventure and I was thinking, &#8216;damn, I&#8217;d love to do this again!&#8217; The thought upset me though. I am <em>30. </em>When am I going to realistically have the time again to take a week off from work to go cross country on a train and just totally detox and take in my surroundings? The likelihood of me getting on a train again before I&#8217;m 40 is slim, then I&#8217;m 50 and so forth - you get the idea. On this recent trip out west I really decided to solidify getting the fuck out of NYC and out west, where I am so happy. It made me realize that though I am not old, life is ticking by and you really need to get out there and live it! I cannot predict the future but I cannot imagine myself laying on my death bed right now. I don&#8217;t want to be there thinking, &#8216;oh, wish I had gone to Lisbon that one winter, or really wish I had paid 232$ for that bus ride to the Serengeti.&#8217; Money comes and goes but life just passes by. I really want to get into this mind frame to JUST LIVE - JUST DO IT (NIKE would say).</p> <p>Last night on my walk to the subway I realized that I have only been in one relationship in 10 years. To me, that is just insane! I shouldn&#8217;t put a number to it as it was, for the most part, a wonderful time that taught me so much and I would never trade it. It comes back to, I&#8217;m <em>30</em>. If i am down to one connection a decade, I need to make this next one count. I have always been one that has kept to myself. Single child, solo traveler, introvert, keep to myself, shy, etc. I don&#8217;t know if I can handle going into my 40s, single - then into my 50s. I am just scared. to be honest. The thing is, I know what it is that I want and I am not going to settle for something below that. Some may call it picky, that&#8217;s cool.</p> <p>There is this guy I know, Jason, who lives in California (surely will write more about this dude in the coming months) that is married to another dude. They share a mortgage, dog, a Lexus  and a business that they started from scratch that has become very successful. Jason has admittedly said that he does not see his partner in a sexual manner any longer. That they&#8217;re more in the state of supporting one another; business partners. I can tell you this, I do not want a business partner. I&#8217;ve known so many in the gay community who have open relationships or stay together because finding an apartment in NYC is just too difficult and expensive. If that is what a modern gay relationship is, I don&#8217;t want any of that cake.</p> <p>Not to sound cliche, but I know he is out there. I just need to be patient and worry less about the math.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50620219780http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50620219780Thu, 16 May 2013 21:42:14 -0400gaygay relationshipsopen relationshipCALife30birthdayamtrak<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/ddbf1880dccadac688697e497f841b7c/tumblr_ml9auf4eUC1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Michael |Somewhere North Dakota | Empire Builder | Amtrak </p> <p>92.365</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>I had been in the lounge car off/on this afternoon and had met a guy named Tom, earlier. I came back into the car to walk halfway in and found this guy nod at me. Being from NYC and overly sexualized I took it as a nod of ‘what’s up - come and sit on my lap.’ I was intrigued. I mean, I had been on a train now for more than 24 hours and had not had much interaction with the public since leaving New York two days prior to that.</p> <p>I sat down, somewhat close to him, and kept seeing out of the corner of my eye, his eyes on me. I was just like ‘damn’ is this really about to go down? After taking a couple shots off on the Mamiya I approached him and asked If I could sit with him and he said something to the affect <em>of course! </em>He was sitting one of the select booths near the rear of the car and I slid right in across from him. I forget exactly how the conversation went down but we covered so many topics in like a six hour conversation. Yes, I said that correctly. One thing I realized from the get-go on this trip is to be very careful with whom you speak to. I believe it has a lot to do with some of these people are traveling at long distances, alone, and just feel the need to vent or gab. So, you literally can be talking to one person for 4+ hours - no joke.</p> <p>Michael, the guy in the photo, got on the train at Stanley, ND and was on his way home to see his wife and boys. We talked for so long about this and that. I mostly tried to keep him engaged and learn more about him. He works in the oil fields of North Dakota basically changing oil and making a TON of money. He lives out in Stanley and commutes home to Idaho to the family about every other week. He mentioned how much he loves his boys and fly fishing. Every time a river would come up on the horizon, his face would just light up. He loved to be in the river and could fish all day. He told of a story where him and his wife were out in the wilderness, fishing, and somehow got turned around and lost. She was terrified and he immediately stepped into the ‘male’ role and reassured her that they were not lost, though he admitted to me that they were indeed lost and had no idea to get out of the woods. We talked about our upbringing and how we now live today to not trey and recreate the mistakes of our fathers. We continued to drink jack + cokes through the prairie.</p> <p>We shared peanuts, a pepperoni digiorno pizza, more jack + cokes. As the sun started to set and the pizza became nothing but crumbs and greasy napkin bits we spoke of his new adventure, Alaska. He is soon going to be working on a government project on building helicopter landing pads in remote areas of Alaska, some 50+ over the next year. He said that it is really good money and that if all goes well, he will be able to pay off his mortgage and other debts within the next couple of years.</p> <p>life stories - in the end we shared life and I am so grateful to have met him. A really cool dude with a great outlook on life. He invited me up to Idaho anytime I wanted to get away and hope to take him up on it sometime. In the end, as a gay man, it is easy to confuse a genuine interest in a person, their craft, and not want sex. I believe when you live in a certain world, gay one perhaps, you’re surrounded by men who are always constantly wanting something from you - it is hard, at times, to discern what the interest of heterosexual male is in another male. I’ve realized recently that I did not fully feel/receive the validation of my father and therefore I am looking for it, in other men, in many forms. </p> <p>Apologies to self.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50598636628http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50598636628Thu, 16 May 2013 16:45:19 -0400Amtrakmamiyaempire buildertrain travelstorieslifegaygay manfatherless sonmamiya rz67 pro iifujiinstant filmpolaroidphoto of the day365365 photo projectphotographyphotojournalismidahooil fieldsstanleynorth dakota<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/b066a8d15afa6d6e1e4b047436555d34/tumblr_mmmat588Bf1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Winona | Amtrak |  Minnesota</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>When you board the train you’re given a timetable of what city you will be in at what time and are able to plan appropriately. Usually the breaks are 20 minutes or less so you have to use your time wisely. I learned that these stops are very quick, enough to let people off and smoke. So many people do. I took advantage of every stop to get out and take some sort of photo.</p> <p>I had been talking to Brenda, this woman I had met in the lounge car earlier in the day, and she had mentioned that Winona was gorgeous. To get my camera ready for when we left the station we would see some beautiful bluffs and the river. </p> <p>From what I saw, it was a very nice place - be a good place to visit sometime. </p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50532363998http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50532363998Wed, 15 May 2013 19:15:28 -0400WinonaminnesotaMNamtrakEmpire Builder120filmanalogkodakportramamiyamamiya rz67 pro iidusknight photographylong exposuretrain travelsunset<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6805395868a6255c1a325b2d600abcdd/tumblr_mmmc42ojdD1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Chicago Union Station | Amtrak | Chicago</p> <p>91.365</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>It’s going to be the start of a massive upload of photographs and stories following my recent trip from Chicago to Seattle via the Empire Builder on Amtrak.</p> <p>I haven’t seen all of the images as of yet but really excited to see everything get developed from Chicago all the way down highway 101 to San Francisco.</p> <p>It was a great 30th birthday trip and happy to share here with you all.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50519396657http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50519396657Wed, 15 May 2013 17:00:45 -0400photo of the day365 project365mamiyamamiya rz67 pro iikodakanalogportrafilmunion stationamtrakchicagochicago union stationEmpire Buildercross countrytrain travel30th birthday120<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4c38a0279a585c5c82c3c474f568459d/tumblr_mmmc7iNkIF1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>O’Hare - CTA  | Chicago O’Hare International Airport | Chicago</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>It was early, I hadn’t been to sleep the night before and I was at the start of a two day journey across America via Amtrak.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50514656507http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50514656507Wed, 15 May 2013 15:55:25 -0400CTAOhareORDchicago ohareairportsubwayLtrainsmass transit120filmanalogmamiyamamiya rz67 pro iikodakarrivalAmrakEmpire Builder<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4511a6f3a206c3f17ccf90a50dc40408/tumblr_mmgx6ik8NK1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Washington Heights | New York City</p> <p>90.365</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50269169472http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50269169472Sun, 12 May 2013 13:00:38 -0400waheiwashington heightsnycnew yorkmanhattanblack and whitefujifilmanalogskyscraperprojectsinstafilm365photo of the dayartists on tumblr<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/27204d49e83afe69e6e652dc5fedbf8e/tumblr_mmhrm3GUf81qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>Midtown | New York City</p> <p>89.365</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>It’s interesting the photo that I have chosen here for March the 30th of 2013. I initially set up across the street from this construction site where there was this 3 story black wall to shoot people passing by. This intersection had heavy traffic and could never get a clean shot. The photos where people were present, they were blurry. - need to up that shutter speed!</p> <p>Yellow looks good on black.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50185878935http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50185878935Sat, 11 May 2013 15:00:43 -0400yellow taxinycnew yorkmanhattanmamiyamamiya rz67 pro iifilmanalogblackback dropmidtown365photo of the day365 photo projectartists on tumblrphotographyno parkingsign<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c9a4451c649fe0c527883aa311dc3b73/tumblr_mmmargCwpL1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>East Village | New York City</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a><span> | </span><a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a><span> | </span><a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50177287101http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50177287101Sat, 11 May 2013 13:00:34 -0400east villagenycmanhattanhondasingingchantreligiousreligioncatholicismgood fridayanalogfilm120medium formatkodakportramamiyamamiya rz67 pro ii<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/bfff2729ce2c613963e4df8b5e06bf76/tumblr_mmmaooTJJB1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>East Village | New York City</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a><span> | </span><a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a><span> | </span><a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p> <p>I felt the adrenaline running so high, I must of had three cameras wrapped around my neck. Surely, I looked just as douchey as those paparazzi fools you see with multiple lens screaming “Naomi, look over here!” but I didn’t care. I followed these people for a few blocks and quickly realized that I needed to get to work - I packed up.</p> <p>Came up on this NYPD escort car and I stood in the middle of the road just waiting for them to yell some NYPD bullshit at me but they actually let me take photos - impressed.</p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50173244347http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50173244347Sat, 11 May 2013 12:03:15 -0400nypdcopspolicecrowd controlstandingeast villagemanhattannew yorknyc120medium formatmamiyamamiya rz67 pro iisocial documentarygood fridayreligion<img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/2b2e4578865fd30f164d89d7b800bed4/tumblr_mmmaisp6UW1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>East Village | New York City</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com"> Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50163625738http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50163625738Sat, 11 May 2013 09:27:48 -0400east villagenycnew yorkmanhattan120filmanalogmedium formatmamiyamamiya rz67 pro iihondagood fridaykodakcrosscrucifixreligionspanishculturecatholicism<img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3d9c437bbcd8b567517afc57bd41d0d3/tumblr_ml2b1w6NXK1qe3ixuo1_500.jpg"/><br/><br/><p>East Village | New York City</p> <p><a href="http://www.christophertitzer.com">Web</a> | <a href="http://twitter.com/ctitzer"> Twitter</a> | <a href="http://instagram.com/_mangosteen"> Instagram</a></p>http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50099731889http://ctitzer.tumblr.com/post/50099731889Fri, 10 May 2013 13:48:07 -0400east villagenycnew yorkmanhattanreligioncrucifixcatholiccrosschristfilmanaloggood fridaypolaroidfujimamiyamamiya rz67 proartists on tumblr