BRONX TALES

Striking ‘Faces of Addiction’ Found in the Streets of the Bronx

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Every weekend, Chris Arnade leaves Brooklyn Heights and heads to Hunts Point in the Bronx, searching for subjects of his ongoing Faces of Addiction photo essay. ”I post people’s stories as they tell them to me,” he writes. “I am not a journalist. I don’t try to verify, just listen.” They talk. These New Yorkers are living in shelters, abandoned buildings, crack houses, and vacant lots are suffering through addiction and recovery, together. Many of them are victims of abusive households, former runaways who grew up on the street, forced into the most dangerous sort of sex work, assaulted, raped and stabbed. They are blunt about their lives; they are grateful for what they do have. The essay is both heartbreaking and hopeful. There’s a tentative intimacy to them, a reserved dignity. Flip through some of these portraits and see the full set to read their stories.

“It’s easy to ignore others,” Chris Arnade says of life in New York City. “By not looking, by not talking to them, we often fall into constructing our own narrative that affirms our limited world view. What I am hoping to do, by allowing my subjects to share their dreams and burdens with the viewer and by photographing them with respect, is to show that everyone, regardless of their station in life, is as valid as anyone else.”

After Arnade captures their portraits and stories, he returns to visit with a large print for each. At his upcoming Portraits and Pigeons show at the Urban Folk Art Gallery in Brooklyn, he will be selling prints, with all proceeds going to Hunts Point Alliance for Children. You can keep up to date with the project by following him on Twitter at @Chris_Arnade.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Cynthia, single mother of eleven, working the streets since thirteen. Read her story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Takeesha: “A prostitute, a mother of six, and a child of God.” Read her story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Jackie. ”You live on the streets as a girl, you get raped. It just is.” Read her story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Diane, recovering crack cocaine addict, a mother, from Yonkers. Read her story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Manny, Former pro boxer from Connecticut, now an addict living in a homeless shelter. Read his story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Nicky, Vanessa and Mary Alice. ”Don’t judge me till you get to know me! That holds for all of us girls out here.” Read their stories.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. ”I am blessed. I am still here. Many others have gone. I am blessed. We are all blessed.” Read his story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Michael as Shelley, arrested 156 times for prostitution and possession. Read his story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Clarence, addict. Read his story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Maribel. “If I tell you my story, I’ll make you cry, but I wanna do the before and after, and I promise a year from today you are gonna take my picture again and I’m gonna be bloomin.” Read her story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Eugene, a Vietnam vet and former Marine, only drinks beer. Read his story.

Photo credit: Chris Arnade, Faces of Addiction. Princess with her photograph by Chris Arnade. Married to Takeesha, protects the other girls at Hunts Point. Read her story.

A SUNDAY IN SEPTEMBER

APRIL MORNING

THE HISTORIC GHOST TOWN OF JEROME

ften referred to as “America’s Most Vertical City” or the “Largest Ghost Town in America,” the mile-high city of Jerome, Arizona, lies high atop a hill at an elevation of 5,200 feet midway between Prescott and Flagstaff. Established in 1876, the historic copper mining town is perched precariously at a 30 degree slant on Cleopatra Hill alongside Mingus Mountain. Jerome sits above what was once the largest copper mine in Arizona, producing over 3 million pounds of copper per month. It was named for Eugene Murray Jerome, a New York investor who owned the mineral rights and financed mining operations in the town. Oddly enough, Eugene Jerome never visited his namesake town. Jerome was incorporated as a town on March 8, 1889. Local merchant and rancher William Munds was the first mayor. The town housed the workers in the nearby United Verde Mine, which produced over 1 billion dollars in copper, gold and silver over the next 70 years.

Approach to Historic Jerome

Coined the “wickedest town in the West,” Jerome became a notorious wild west town, growing rapidly from a scant settlement of tents into a roaring, boisterous mining town replete with ongoing violence, drinking, gambling, brothels, vice, murder and mayhem. Four disastrous fires eventually destroyed major sections of the town. Jerome had three major fires between 1897 and 1899, burning out much of the town. The 1899 fire prompted Jerome to reincorporate as a city, and to adopt a building code specifying brick or masonry construction, as well as improving the fire companies. Despite these changes, the large and luxurious Montana Hotel, built of brick, burned in 1915. In 1918 fires spread out of control over 22 miles of underground mines, burning the inflammable massive pyrite. One of the mine fires continued to burn for twenty years. This prompted the phasing out of underground mining in favor of open pit mining at the United Verde Mine. Blasting in the mines frequently shook the town, sometimes damaging or moving buildings; after one blast in the 1930s, the city jail slid one block downhill yet remained completely intact. Lawsuits were frequent, but the mining companies usually won.

Out of Gas

In 1915 the population of Jerome was estimated at 2,500. By 1929 Jerome’s population was over 15,000 and Arizona had become the nation’s leading copper producer. The Great Depression eventually slowed the mining operation and by 1932, the price of copper had sunk to 5 cents per pound. The United Verde Mine closed until 1935 when Phelps Dodge bought the mine for $21 million; the company still owns the claim to this day. In 1938 the UVX, Jerome’s second major mine, was mined out and closed. After World War II, demand for copper slowed. The United Verde Mine and Jerome prospered in the war years, but the end was now in sight. Phelps Dodge closed the nearby Clarkdale smelter in 1950. In 1953 the last of Jerome’s mines closed, and much of the population left town. Jerome’s population reached a low point of about 50 people in the late 1950s; these remaining hardy souls began to promote Jerome as a historic ghost town.

Jerome Overlook

In 1967 Jerome was designated a National Historic District by the federal government, and a National Historic Landmark in 1976, known as Jerome Historic District. Today Jerome is a major tourist and arts destination, due to the very large population of resident artists. Many formerly abandoned and refurbished buildings from Jerome’s heyday have been converted into working artist studios. Jerome has a large mining museum, presenting the town history, labor-management disputes, geological structure models, mineral samples, and equipment used in both underground and open-pit mining. The National Historic Landmark designation has assured architectural preservation in this town. Jerome is a photographer’s paradise and a spectacular place to visit with its rich history and architecture.

Descent From Historic Jerome

The first image above was taken on the winding and narrow approach to Jerome; the old quarry and copper mine can be seen in the distance. The second image is of an abandoned gas station located on the way up the hill into town. The third image was taken atop Cleopatra Hill just below the Jerome Grand Hotel, overlooking the town and old mines and valley below. The image above shows the view from Jerome when descending Highway 89-A down the hill towards Clarkdale. Views of the spectacular Verde Valley can be seen, along with the town of Sedona in the distance. The image below was shot in the historic and seemingly haunted old miners’ cemetery at night. I was nearly bitten by a scorpion when backing away from the grave. The old tombstone seemed to be bending out of the way, showing everyone who dared stop by a view of gorgeous Verde Canyon. I named this photograph “A Tomb With a View.” What a final resting place! All images are HDR bracketed shots.

A Tomb With a View

THERE'S NO TOMORROW

FOX TALES

Fox is an ordinary name for a lot of species of omnivorous mammals belonging to the Candia family. Foxes are little to medium-sized candies, characterized by possessing an extended thin snout, and a shaggy tail. The diet of foxes is mostly completed up of invertebrates and other little mammals, reptiles, amphibians, grasses, scorpions, fruit, fish, berries, eggs, dung beetles, birds, insects and all other kinds of little birds. Foxes are willingly found in cities and refined areas and appear to become accustomed sensibly well to human presence. This is a compilation of 20 stunning images taken of foxes. I imagine foxes are such attractive animals. This animal photography shows the fox as a marauder, a nomad, and occasionally a sleeper. It’s for all time attractive to see a fox run across a field or surveillance how they interrelate with each other in the wild. In spite of of what they are doing these photographers were able to get a few huge shots.