Street photography isn't always about the decisive moment or the pathos of people's daily lives. Every now and then, you can turn a corner and find graphic treasure just waiting to be captured. It's that simple and can be that rare. When I was a kid, I stumbled on The Creation at a friend's house, a collection of groundbreaking images (at the time) by color pioneer, Ernst Haas. Haas, along with a whole roster of painters, subconsciously shaped my photographic sensibilities. Haas's notion of synecdoche--the part standing of the whole, as well as his rhythmic use of color, shadow, and form informs a lot of what I see. I'm drawn to juxtapositions and especially highly graphic images that have an anthropomorphic quality to them. Rust stains that look like figures, hidden expressions that emerge in twisted sheet metal. Pareidolia? Maybe. More than urban detritus, there is a sense of a spirit within.