If there is one place in the world to save during the apocalypse it’s Coney Island, Brooklyn. I know it’s corny to say, but it’s so real. Real New York. Real Brooklyn. Real characters. Real hot dogs! It’s where my father taught me how to take pictures, where I learned to muster the guts to walk right up to anyone, no matter how crazy they look, and ask for a portrait. Plus the Cyclone is there!
I wrote an article and photo essay of my adventures with a Coney Island artist named Africasso during Go Brooklyn for Hyperallergic, which is an outstanding Brooklyn based art blog.
I also made this quick video to share with Greenpointers readers and dedicated it to my dad. Enjoy!
