It's summer, it's hot, and there's something really romantic about these images of William Eggleston's that give me a strong urge to crack open family photo albums and move back to the city, pronto. I'm a sucker for photojournalism and his work is anything but fabricated or blown-out. I know I'm really late to the party for finding his work and falling head over heels, but if you at all care you'll read this article about the"softly spoken gentleman from the Deep South, with a taste for bourbon and antique guns and a reputation as a 'hellraiser'."
