LifeWatch is about capturing those little moments that would otherwise go unnoticed. Finding beauty in the mundane. Sometimes funny, sometimes sad, often enlightening...
They migrate in herds, this group of programmers. Flocking around the cubicle of an alpha programmer, they speak a strange language. They scurry back to their own cubes, only to huddle once again someplace else.
She painstakenly reads each letter out loud. W-O-R-L-D... T-R-A-D-E... C-E-N-T-E-R. Her grandmother leans down to her. 'Something very important happened here.'
I hope she will remember this, yet never experience it first hand.
She stood over the stranger at the fast food booth. 'I want my pills!' she demands; confused about where she is or who she's talking to. -censored- censored - 'Hey there are kids here!' -censored- censored -
The ladies gather and clatter together like chickens. These "Broadway Birds" are busy recanting their latest visit to the afternoon theater. As the train door opens, the "cluck-cluck-cluck" is heard moving down the platform.
He sits still. Wiping his brow, he smiles... from their visit, or their departure?
They're all at the corner together. The little boy and his training wheels, the little girl on her scooter, the mother with stroller and the old lady in her chair.
The sound of the train formed a cone of silence around their conversation. His body said he wanted off the train, while she clung onto him for dear life.
Was she consoling him through a bad relationship or holding on to her own?
She walks across the street in her lime green shirt, followed closely by the lime green shirted boy. Blue shirt boy isn't far behind, nor is the woman in her matching blue shirt. The perfect Mother-Son match.
