Category: NYC Photo Blog

This photo blog began before the word “blog” was coined.  At least that’s how I remember it.  The year was 1999. I called it an online journal.  There were definitely others keeping online photo journals.  I guess you’d have to go into the wayback machine to find the early journal writing.

Getting to Chinese Cardplayers

Andy poses the question, how did I end up in Chinatown on this particular day, and what brought me to click the shutter at this time.  I also ask myself the same question.  As well as if this was the exact place to be standing, and I know I had to crop it on left […]

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Cartier-Bresson

About Photography in the 21st Century

Since I did go through the trouble of calling this thing a Photo Blog, I had an idea last night that it would be good to write something about photography.  As I was falling asleep, I remembered an article (before posts we called ’em articles) about street photography.  And it got me to thinking about […]

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What You Don’t Know

It’s sad to think about how much I know nothing about.  The list includes: wood.  I don’t mean trees exactly.  But lumber.  I could tell pine from oak.  But that’s about all.  Types of wood stains.  Again, I only know that mahogany is probably going to be dark. American history.  Unbelievably ignorant.  I didn’t like […]

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Stealing with the Old Folks

Another thing you need to understand, and I’ll look for a picture of this in my collection but I don’t think I’ll find one -is just how different my parents were.  They were alike in that they had both been deeply wounded, mostly by their fathers.  The results though were opposites when it came to […]

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Poets Walk Dave Beckerman

Hello Dave

Hello Dave, This past Saturday I finally got the chance to go and see the photographs of Dorothea Lange at the Paul Getty museum. So, basically the day started on a photographic foot. But, the highlight of the day was not until I came home and found the package at our doorstep. I don’t know […]

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Testimonials – Crossing Brooklyn Bridge

Crossing Brooklyn Bridge.  I love the print. Out of the three I’ve bought I think thats my favourite. I’ve run out of superlatives to describe your images but this is the dog’s bollocks (is that a US phrase too?). That guy is so cool, I’d love to know where he’d come from and where he […]

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Poets Walk Dave Beckerman

Testimonial Poets Walk

I thought I’d let you know that my ‘Promenade’ (original title for Poets Walk) print arrived this morning. Its amazing! You’re right about the grey tones; there’s a gorgeous three dimensional quality as the trees fade in the distance; I could just take a stroll down there! Its going next to Night Storm on my wall […]

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Aristotle Speaks

ALL COMEDIES SHOULD END WITH A WEDDING.  ALL TRAGEDIES SHOULD END WITH THE DEATH OF THE HERO [or heroine as we’d say today].

I’m afraid this can’t be either, beginning with a death and working it’s way backwards.  But I’m fairly certain this has tragedy written all over it; especially since I haven’t even joined up some of the other doomed characters. How my life, and the life of my parents, affected, and continues to affect my photography.

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Mom Music & Me

Music was a big part of my mothers life – but it wasn’t —

Music was an important part of my mother’s life, but it wasn’t the most important. Her family was.

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Infrared Child

Spooky Infrared in Central Park

I don’t know, maybe this ghostly kid wasn’t really there.  No, he was there alright.  It was just one of the pleasures with infrared film that you never knew exactly what you were going to get.  Eyes, straight on, were usually dark and alien-looking.  Skin tones could give you a Johnny Winter look.  You know, […]

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Photo journals

Poets Walk Journal

— From journal. 8/28/1996 — at work— woman comes up to me to have me sign photograph that she had had matted.  What a great pleasure that was — how delighted — how I played with the signature, like Art Carney waving his arms around before signing it.  Rob [co-worker] says to me as she’s walking away — “Is that extra?” and I say, “No.  I pay her to ask me to sign it.”

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Free Will vs. Determinism

 First off I hope I spelled Determinism properly.  Oh good, I did. Second, I want to write about something that has nothing to do with photography; at least not directly.  And you know, I’m not sure it’s even about me at all.  It started innocently enough.  I was taking an early physics course in […]

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