Mel D. Cole has kicked it with every rapper out there worth knowing. Kanye? Yessir. Lil Weezy? Duh. Jay-Z and P-Diddy? What, you take him for an amateur? But here’s the real enviable icing on the proverbial cake: Mel D. Cole gets paid while doing so. Well, let’s back that up real fast. It’s not exactly like Mel D. Cole is raking in dough simply by being part of some super rad entourage. Instead, Cole’s busting his ass with his camera. Still, the perks must be insane.
Hailing from New York, the self-taught photographer documents everything the city that never sleeps has to offer; from the glamour to the grime, Cole does little more than capture transient moments in time, but it’s the candidness in his photos that makes them distinctly his own. He’s got a straightforward – if not grainy – documentarian style, which perfectly complements his surroundings and subject matter. It’s not as if he’s wrangling every big name rapper or celebrity in his extensive phonebook into a studio with grandiose and contrived concepts in mind à la David Lachapelle. Rather, his photos, generally lit only by his on-camera flash, transfer his audience right behind lens, allowing them to vicariously hang side by side with international entertainment superstars in the process. It’s real shit.
Needless to say, the authentic intimacy creates a real sense of energy in his photos. But most importantly, it’s very telling evidence that Mel D. Cole can fucking party – which is absurd considering he’s a self-proclaimed connoisseur of turkey burgers. Sure, NYC’s the city that never sleeps, but there’s no way in hell anybody’s immune to a healthy snooze after ingesting a giant turkey dinner full of L-tryptophan, right?
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