Photography: Park Slope, Brooklyn
Tuesday was a long, exhausting and emotional day. I was supposed to meet a friend with the intention of taking shots. My friend was delayed, so I decided I’d stop at Clem’s for a pint or three of Guinness while I waited for her to come by. But as I was heading to Clem’s, a music friend from Chicago texted me and said “Chauvin verdict. 4:30.” Unsurprisingly that changed things up quickly.
When I got to Clem’s, I was full of dread and unease, and I sat outside with a pint of Guinness, nervously watching CNN. With each guilty verdict, I pounded on the small metal table and exclaimed loudly “Yes! Yes! Yes!” And then I burst into tears. When my friend, who also managed to get stuck in traffic, finally arrived, she saw me crying messy tears of exhaustion, anger, sadness, despair and relief, and saying repeatedly “They (the jury) saw him as a man. Just a man. They saw him as just a man.”
After being there much longer than intended, we decided to go to Grand Army Plaza just to see what was going on and we briefly joined a march/ride that sadly we had to pull out from because I had to use the bathroom and she had work the next day. But all in all a very emotional and strange day. Check out some photos below.
For these photos and a few more, check out the Flickr set here: https://flic.kr/s/aHsmVmGGZu
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