Street Stories by Castro Frank


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“My childhood dream, was to one day be an actor.” / Street Stories / Castro Frank

“I never chose to photograph only the homeless or drug addicts. All my subjects are shadows of my past. These are the same struggles I lived through during my childhood.”

– Castro Frank-

Contemporary Street Photographer, Castro Frank was born on August 28th, 1983. This Los Angeles native’s style of photography fuses together a journalistic approach with an artistic eye to create imagery that is raw and speaks powerfully of our time. His compassion and empathy for the disenfranchised within our society has prompted him to capture them in such a way which attempts to restore the humanity and dignity of those often forgotten. Castro turns his lens towards systematic and societal issues that plague our nation i.e. homelessness, prostitution, poverty, drug abuse, and the plights of immigrants here in America. [Official Website]

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Inspired by pop art culture, man paints on the streets in Los Angeles. Wearing only a mask that he made out of paper mache. / Street Stories / Castro Frank

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D’angelo 68 yrs old, was born and raised in LA. “A month ago I was walking down the street near the fucking meth clinic, I noticed that there was two guys in front of me, I payed no attention to it, as I tried walk by just out of no where one of the men pulls out this hammer and BAMM!! hits me right in the mouth knocking my whole bottom teeth out. For no reason! I never said a word to these guys or anything. If I could tell the guy one thing? I’d say, Here take this, I forgive you punk!”. / Street Stories / Castro Frank
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Spooked woman in Los Angeles Ca 2015 / Street Stories / Castro Frank
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I’m known around here by the name of Mama. I was born in Cambodia. I was born with no lower right arm and only 2 fingers on the left wrist. We didn’t have good medical doctors back home so my family never found out what the condition was. I guess its a rare disease but I’ve survived this far. I think the biggest challenge was finding someone who loved me. I thought I would never find love because I would be a burden to a man but one day, I found love. He was a soldier fighting in my country and it was bad in my country then, but he gave me hope. Anyway, I guess we fell in love. He brought me over to the United States and we got married, everything seemed like a fairy tale, life was really something here in the U.S. and I couldn’t believe it. During the time we were married, my husband would have a lot of episodes. He would beat me so bad almost everyday. I didn’t mind it, I thought it was normal here in the states but once I found out that what he was doing was wrong, I left him real fast. It was bitter sweet because I felt free, but I had no one to go to. I have no family, I have no kids. I had to get government assistance because I couldn’t work, it’s really hard to survive off of $400 a month. So time after time, I have to ask the public for help. I mean I don’t like it, but what else can I do?” / Street Stories / Castro Frank
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Los Angeles Ca 2016 / Street Stories / Castro Frank
I was strolling along China town, when I noticed this man dressed in traditional mariachi attire. I approached him and asked where he was coming from. He said that he was a singer at church, I was surprised because I assumed it would've been some kind of Mexican restaurant where he maybe plays or sings. The man was such a gentleman, after making a this image, he wished me luck with blessings and went on his way.
I was strolling along China town, when I noticed this man dressed in traditional mariachi attire. I approached him and asked where he was coming from. He said that he was a singer at church, I was surprised because I assumed it would’ve been some kind of Mexican restaurant where he maybe plays or sings. The man was such a gentleman, after making a this image, he wished me luck with blessings and went on his way. / Street Stories / Castro Frank
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Man asking for quarters to make a dollar 2016 / Street Stories / Castro Frank
"GOD CAN, honestly I got this tattoo to remind myself everyday when I look in that mirror that God has my back. It makes me feel strong you know what I'm saying? When I was little ass kid, the only person that was there for me was my grand mama. Even though she was there, she never really showed me love. Don't get me wrong, I love her but she always made me feel like I couldn't do much with myself. You know what I'm saying?, I had no male role model or anyone to make me feel wanted. So I leaned towards the streets, and yea I was rolling wit neighborhood gangs and shit but I did it to feel like someone had my back. But yea man this tattoo really helps me try to be open to other people and understand them. Like when I look at it, I just feel like, shit man it's hard to explain." -King Kunta blue
“GOD CAN, honestly I got this tattoo to remind myself everyday when I look in that mirror that God has my back. It makes me feel strong you know what I’m saying? When I was little ass kid, the only person that was there for me was my grand mama. Even though she was there, she never really showed me love. Don’t get me wrong, I love her but she always made me feel like I couldn’t do much with myself. You know what I’m saying?, I had no male role model or anyone to make me feel wanted. So I leaned towards the streets, and yea I was rolling wit neighborhood gangs and shit but I did it to feel like someone had my back. But yea man this tattoo really helps me try to be open to other people and understand them. Like when I look at it, I just feel like, shit man it’s hard to explain.” -King Kunta blue / Street Stories / Castro Frank
Woman on Skid Row 2014
Woman on Skid Row 2014 / Street Stories / Castro Frank
Man smoking cigarette in Venice beach 2014
Man smoking cigarette in Venice beach 2014 / Street Stories / Castro Frank

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