The pandemic has been soul crushing. As a distraction, I decided to buy a photo book. And then another. And then another. I sold some of my old leather bound Easton Press books to free up space. And to fund the book buying binge. I’ve come to realize that collecting books is a good thing,… Continue reading Obsession
You never get tired of looking towards the city.
The you realize seeing things in black and white is not necessarily a bad thing. Just ask Edward Weston.
There are two exhibits at the National Gallery of Art that I wanted to see. “Vermeer and the Masters of Genre Painting” was an interesting and eye opening display of the willingness of great painters to borrow ideas from one another. The “Posing for the Camera” exhibit allowed me to see for myself some notable… Continue reading A Trip to the National Gallery of Art
We went to Times Square hours after the parade ended. Near midnight, the crews were busy cleaning up the trash (and there was A LOT of TRASH!) and the police were moving the barriers down. People still milled around in copious quantities, buoyed by the food that rests deep inside their stomachs, the frenzied energy… Continue reading After the Parade
In photography, you pre visualize the images that you want to take. If a location is nearby and familiar to you, you have probably taken dozens of pictures, each one slightly different, each one a variation of an idea that you want to execute. I was drinking my morning coffee and walking around the coffee… Continue reading Seven Yards, Seventy Degrees