Leaps of Artistic Faith
When I was about eight years old I watched Michael Jordan soar through the air from the foul line in route to winning a slam dunk contest. At the time it was one of the most remarkable things I had ever seen. Because of the photography and camera angles of the live shot, this moment became inextricably linked into Jordan’s mythology.
Late one November, I went outside and shot a few baskets. It was cold. In Western New York if there isn’t snow on the ground, you played outside no matter what the thermometer read. Read More »