Lost & Found in Detroit
For most of my life, I knew Detroit from a distance. I knew it from the borders of my childhood home, one town over. I knew it from the headlines and hearsay, the images of ruin and corruption. I didn’t know what to expect when I packed up my life and moved myself to Detroit to take 500 pictures – except that I best avoid this endeavor at all costs. Here’s what I know now – you can’t know a street until you walk it.