…that last summer before.

Thomas Krawford
7 min readJan 31, 2021

session b; the first of three interviews…

by Thomas E Krawford Jr.

Originally one of my mother’s favorite captures of my work as an amateur photographer, this posing black-winged bird regarding a day lily is portrayed here distorted by both a dreamlike recollection and the static of uncertainty about the dream.

Our Guy; a young, confused Black Man then, in the Bloomfield Hills of 1979; who today authors a written performance putting the pieces of he and his family’s lives together and apart; believing that whether the story sells or not; he will at least, once written; have spoken his mind; maybe for the first, and hopefully not the

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Thomas Krawford

I guess in many ways I’m pretty naive. I believe that our sub conscious is as organized as our conscious selves and I have devoted my life to proving that 👋🏾