Flaking out
The past fortnight has seen a disturbing trend on my part of actual photographing and very little post-processing work at my desk. While my lenses have been put to constant use on nearly… Continue reading
The past fortnight has seen a disturbing trend on my part of actual photographing and very little post-processing work at my desk. While my lenses have been put to constant use on nearly… Continue reading
Magnum photographer Martin Parr once said, “All photography is propaganda.” While that much is true to some respect, I wish to make an exception here. Before I go further, I want to make… Continue reading
I recall two months ago in December how excited I was that winter had arrived, so much so that I was out photographing almost daily. More joyful days those were. Now, however, like… Continue reading
The weekend past saw three days of profuse photographic activity spanning four locations, four cameras, five lenses, two eyes, and one photographer of questionable sanity. Because of how extensive that weekend was, I… Continue reading
The weekend past saw three days of profuse photographic activity spanning four locations, four cameras, five lenses, two eyes, and one photographer of questionable sanity. Because of how extensive that weekend was, I… Continue reading
The weekend past saw three days of profuse photographic activity spanning four locations, four cameras, five lenses, two eyes, and one photographer of questionable sanity. Because of how extensive that weekend was, I… Continue reading
Street photography is an art of extremes in many ways. As such, it can be hit or miss. There are days on which I feel not enough memory cards in the world exist… Continue reading
For some people, the sight of falling snow illicits polar reactions of either staying indoors all warm and cozy or heading outdoor for wintry fun. I prefer the latter, and especially when a… Continue reading
While I make photographs wholeheartedly for artistic purposes, in the course of doing so I do also offer my services for a commission when called upon. The art of photography became a part-time… Continue reading
After three weeks of being stranded at a desolate town that I can only describe as an unworldly ignorant mashup between “Jersey Shore,” “Duck Dynasty,” and “Here Comes Honey Boo Boo,” I have… Continue reading
One cold night a few weeks ago, a friend perplexedly asked me why I would walk around in single-digital temperatures to photograph people on the streets of Chicago. Without hesitation, I answered her,… Continue reading
“‘And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of… Continue reading
In the past few days, I have been spending more of my photographic time editing images on Aperture than roaming around with a lens. This is mostly due to the fact that I… Continue reading
I must make a correction in my previous post, “35mm glass, snow, and gluhwein,” in which I claimed that no one on the streets had ever confronted me about taking their photo. After… Continue reading