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Eugene Smith “Pittsburgh (Boy Hanging on Colwell & Pride St. Sign) 1955-56”

I received an email this week that one of my blogs (well, email about the subject) was being displayed on another photographer’s website.  I also heard on that same guy’s podcast the letter spoken out loud in my own words as he read it to his audience and did a brief commentary on it.  A proud moment for me, for sure.

Back on July 1st of this year I wrote a post on how I started in photography and what inspired me to take it up.  That post can be found hereNeale James, who hosts two podcasts I listen to, had recently done a podcast about ‘The Picture That Changed My Life’ and so I wrote him the email he read on a Friday podcast.  Every Friday Neale takes a walk while recording the audio, explaining where he is.  He walks, takes pictures and reads his audience’s emails.  He gives his insight on the story, tells a bit of history about the location he is walking and share those pictures on his site.

Neale emailed me on August 4th with this simple yet wonderful message.

Hi Tim,

Thanks for the pic and of course the original piece.

It’s all uploaded! https://www.photographydaily.show/friends/tim-bindner-photograph

Thank you, too, for your continued support. It is VERY much appreciated.

Kindest,

Neale

I encourage you to listen not only to this podcast but follow Neale on the Fujicast and Photography Daily.  I know most of you won’t take the time to do so, but if you would like to hear the episode you can go here, hit play, and listen to the twenty-eight minute podcast.  For those who are even more impatient fast forward to 8:57–12:32, which is where Neale read my letter.  There is something about his deep voice that makes my letter sound so much better than when I wrote and read it in my internal voice.

I have again included the picture I was referencing in the email to Neale, the original post, and now the link he has on his site.  Again I do not own this, but it is what inspired me to become a photographer so many years back.

Please click on all the links I have given above and you will discover some very talented stories, people and their creative work.

Until next time,

Tim

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