Street photographer Harvey Stein’s lifelong love affair with Coney Island began the first time he entered Brooklyn’s famed seaside playground. It was the late 1950s, and he was 14 years old. “I didn’t like New York, it was too big, too noisy, hot and dirt
I never imagined that going to Coney Island in 1970 to photograph, at the suggestion of my teacher at the time, Ben Fernandez, would ever result in going back for 40 years to shoot there. I’d call anyone either crazy or a genius for doing anything photographic that long. And I know I’m not a genius
I don’t believe there is a better way to get to know a place than by traveling on foot, especially in a place as rich and full of life as Mexico. How else would you expect to happen upon a swirling crowd of dancers, or a child sound asleep on the shelves
Photographs are made in fractions of seconds, but a good photography project can take years—even decades. Just ask Harvey Stein. Like Aesop’s famous tortoise, Stein works slowly and per…