Rainy Days and Museums Growing up in New York, rainy days meant one thing: museums. There were so many of them — everything from the Museum of Modern Art to the Museum of Natural History,…
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I didn’t start out as a “color photographer.”I started out as someone who noticed things: an observer. Color came later. It came slowly, almost accidentally, after years of paying attention to light, surfaces, and how…
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Sharing today a portfolio of Cuban portrait photography. I’m calling this series, “Resilient Spirits: Portraits from Cuba.” Though it’s merely ninety miles from the Florida shores, Cuba seems worlds away. It’s a place suspended between…
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Ever found yourself wandering through a neighborhood that feels like a scene from a holiday movie? That’s exactly what happens when I visit Bent Brook Drive in the Forest Creek neighborhood of Round Rock, Texas.…
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The other day, the light was just perfect for photography. I wanted to go out for a while, thinking it might be nice to just get outside for a little bit, and figuring I would…
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