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.
I’m afraid that I followed this poor fellow around the museum as I was fascinated by his beard. Wherever he turned, I was there. Eventually I got to talking with him and he has a wonderful backstory that I won’t write about as it feels private. But of all the wonderful art and etchings in […]
Please let “hobbiests” be spelt correctly since I’m going to use it a lot in this post. The photo hobbiest, or the enthusiast, these are figures from my childhood that scared me off from doing weddings or group gatherings. Because they were (both male, both over 40) the most annoying pair of flashbulb and later […]
Mistakes are so mysterious. Like the premise of the movie “Blow up” – I enjoy photographs that hold out some mystery. And no, I don’t think I’ll “spot” the white dust spots in this photograph unless somebody says, hey, I got to have that one!
Today, on my way to meet MW at the Met. MW usually tempts me to leave the house. Sometimes it feels very much like wooing. But MW says that I always get good pictures once I get outside. Of course, I’m not going to take good pictures inside. My place is nothing to look at. […]
This one just makes me feel queasy. Just the thought of childhood dentistry takes me back to some horrors. I’m told, that I once ran screaming from a dentist’s chair out onto the street, and the dentist (a fat man with a moustache) came running after me. I’ve had nothing but horrors with my teeth. […]
The area around the Metropolitan Museum has always been fertile for me. What sort of custom poetry you could get for free, I’ll leave to your imagination. But I do think he should at least put paper in the typewriter. Then again, maybe he just makes it up and raps it to you and the […]
Going back a long way, I always liked to set the stage, and then (to paraphrase the Bard) wait for the characters to make their way across it. Enter stage right. Back at NYU Film School (which was supposed to be about “moving pictures”) my second film was a static shot of Coopers Union. Nothing […]
From the desk of ONE PICTURE PRODUCTIONS (literally) Here’s how my mind (or eye) moves through the picture; or at least what it wants to understand. Here’s the original full shot – in black & white.