Eastern State Penitentiary – Forced Perspective – 4.5/52

I took this shot on May 2 while I was in Philly. I was very busy, and already had a shot for the 52-week challenge for that week. But I’m just now starting to get back to all those photos from my epic Spring road trips, and this one struck me. I don’t suppose there is a perspective more forced than the one from inside a state penitentiary, so I’m adding it in retrospect.

My father spent time in a state penitentiary back in the late 70s. I went to go visit him there while he was in, and I still have some anxiety issues at just the thought of the sound of those bars slamming shut. In fact, while I was here with my friend Elizabeth, in this old, decrepit prison that is now just a tourist attraction, 35 years after my father’s release, I had to ask her if we could leave before we’d finished the whole tour. I was feeling trapped and imprisoned and just. had. to go. now. It was pretty bad. She was very understanding.

Fuck, I can’t even think about watching Orange is the New Black. I hear it’s pretty good.



This shot is a part of a 52-Week Photo Challenge, passed on to me by my friend Wesley. Once a week I will be choosing a theme from the list and posting a shot on that theme. You can view all my entries here in the 52 Week Challenge category.



To repeat the disclaimer, this is a project about re-discovery. It’s about remembering who I am, what I’m about, what I love and what I do not. Fair warning, this project will be posted here rather than at my SFW site because there will be nudity from time to time. Some of it will be of me, some not, some artistic and pretty to look at, some just raw.

I don’t intend to think of something every day and then shoot it, though I may do that sometimes, too. But sometimes I will just shoot, and then find something about myself in the frames and post about that thing, whatever it is.

All my #365SelfDiscovery posts will be filed here.