New York, New York, It’s a Wonderful Town
I photograph for nonprofit, corporate, business, and editorial clients. But it should be no surprise to anyone who knows me that I also photograph for fun. And since I live in NYC, there’s a lot
I photograph for nonprofit, corporate, business, and editorial clients. But it should be no surprise to anyone who knows me that I also photograph for fun. And since I live in NYC, there’s a lot
I’ve been thinking about photography for nonprofits. They’re a big part of my client base, and I think it will be helpful to itemize some points every organization should think about. At the risk
Doing it all simultaneously When I was a teenager, maybe relaxing and reading a book on a weekend morning, my dad would often say, “While you’re resting, go mow the lawn.” The phrase “While you’re
I thought I’d share the story behind “A Baker and his Oven,” the image I chose in my print giveaway for my fine art print site. The story is interesting in itself, but it’s also
I like food, and I like to spend time with interesting, active, and passionate people, so when the opportunity came to photograph Beta, a pop-up supper club run by three chefs who worked for Jean-Georges
With the new year just around the corner (if that’s the tortured metaphor I’m looking for) we hope 2015 is a wonderful year for you and yours. And if you choose to start it with
At this point some of the tour group started to flag. (There were a number of attendees from undisclosed suburban locations, possibly unused to city walking. Or maybe it was the eating that tired them.
Remember those “What did on my summer vacation” essays you had to write in school? No matter how much fun you had, how many places you went, how much time you spent exploring, enjoying, writing
One of the reasons I moved to New York was because of its diversity. I live four blocks from the subway stop, and nearly every time I make the walk either to or from the
I’m a photographer by vocation and avocation, and if I don’t have a camera with with I feel like I’ve left home without my driver’s license: not just vulnerable but somehow under-dressed and unprepared. I