This is one of my favorite images of the set and was taken early in the project. As I mentioned in the bike explanation, humor is an important ingredient. So why not dark humor?

The slogan slapped on the side of the car was no doubt meant to be positive, but the framing and action of the individual in the car make for a much darker story.

It made me think of the commute. The daily sacrifice of your body and time to a goal, sometimes not your own. This train car was his home, for eternity.

I waited on the platform for hours. Hours. All I needed was someone to walk down the stairs. The scene was set and the light was beautiful, so I waited. I waited on the platform for hours. Hours. All I needed was someone to walk down the stairs. The scene was set and the light was beautiful, so I waited.

This was early on in the project and I hadn't quite figured out the rhythm of the space. What I didn't expect was how quiet Union Station is at night. It's also empty.

So there I was, standing alone on the platform in the heat of the summer night, waiting for someone to walk down the staircase.

No one ever did and I took this shot as a reminder of the work it takes, the patience necessary, to get the shot when it is completely out of your control.

Several trips into the project I came across a street photographer discussing the merits of humor in street photography. Up until this point, I had understood there was an element of the absurd in street photography, but for whatever reason I had ignored the sentiment.

Until I saw this bike.

I see it all the time. A frame or tire left attached to the lock and bike rack. It's everywhere. But to see them both, and on the same rack no less, well the absurdity of the scene needed to be captured.

This still makes me smile when I look at it.