Bob Michaels
nobody special
When I first started working on my South Apopka (a small historic Negro community) about 8 years ago, I was just a 60ish year old upper middle class white suburbanite with nothing but confidence. I certainly did not fit or know the lingo and was the butt of many jokes but got along with everyone.
I was photographing a reportedly notorious family of about 20 people standing in the yard. Three generations were drinking beer, smoking weed, and generally having a good time. Everyone kept asking if I knew how good black women were. A 20ish young lady asked me if I wanted to photograph her kitty cat. I explained that I did not photograph pets. But she kept pressing me about her kitty cat until I said I would if she would hold it on her lap.
Finally she said "kitty cat", "kitty cat", "white boy that means my p*ssy." Everyone in the family laughed at my expression.
I still stop by the house to visit and photograph. I get invited to parties, funerals and special occasions. I have done family photos which they love because I do not charge. Still after 8 years some one will bring up that first day when Crystal asked me to photograph her kitty cat.
I was photographing a reportedly notorious family of about 20 people standing in the yard. Three generations were drinking beer, smoking weed, and generally having a good time. Everyone kept asking if I knew how good black women were. A 20ish young lady asked me if I wanted to photograph her kitty cat. I explained that I did not photograph pets. But she kept pressing me about her kitty cat until I said I would if she would hold it on her lap.
Finally she said "kitty cat", "kitty cat", "white boy that means my p*ssy." Everyone in the family laughed at my expression.
I still stop by the house to visit and photograph. I get invited to parties, funerals and special occasions. I have done family photos which they love because I do not charge. Still after 8 years some one will bring up that first day when Crystal asked me to photograph her kitty cat.