More Harlem later.
When I was in art school, we often went to a farm in Hungary which an artist I knew has bought. The images are quit old but I like them anyway. The sleeping guy is Björn and he is smoking in a lake after we caught fishes by hand and nothing else. A technique we learned from Sinti people we were good friends with. The shirt should protect against leeches, but that didn’t work.
Below, you see two guys from New York. I worked with them at a shelter in Harlem. The shelter was run by a priest. From one day to the next the priest suddenly left his community and stole all the money.
Once, I went to the kermis with a guy who is a little bit like the ‚Rain Man‘. At a shooting stand for air guns he always targeted the guy who was running the booth. He never put the rifle towards the plastic roses or metal wild pigs. Luckily, he was not quick on the draw.