That’s what we do; we make photographs by stopping time for 1/500th of a second and preserve that moment that otherwise is forever once and gone.
Shit! 2018 is only hours away . . .
It was in Chicago that I discovered what love is, what love is not, and how lust can blind. It was in Chicago that I became a better man.
The late Peter O’Toole once brought in a beloved jacket to the cleaners to remove the Guinness, blood, and marmalade stains from a night out drinking. After a week or so, the cleaners… 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
It felt great to hit the streets again with my lenses, and as much as I enjoy hunting for light at night as I have been in my past few outings, It was… Continue reading
I shot with film perhaps only once in my life, and was on my father’s old Canon SLR camera. I grew up around film, though, as part of a generation to see the… Continue reading
All doubt of winter’s arrival vanished today as the sharp cold sub-20° F air swept through the Chicago streets downtown. Despite this, Chicagoans—being no strangers to such conditions—were out in full force… Continue reading
It is often wise to pack up one’s photo gear only well after leaving the scene of a shoot, as one never knows when a decisive moment will present itself. I have had… Continue reading
Last night, I documented the crowds lining up in front of retail stores downtown as the holiday tradition of Black Friday officially spilled over to Thanksgiving Thursday. (See here.) Despite mountains of work… Continue reading
I broke one of my own photographic rules tonight. When I began doing street photography, I formulated a set of rules to follow, one of which is to not photographic the homeless out… Continue reading
