Photographing in Spain always brings out the BOLD in me. My first trip there was in 1974, and I ended up staying for a while with my girlfriend’s mother on…
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I saw this one on the North Fork on my way to Liz’s “the egg lady” farm. It wasn’t until I got out of the car and I was about…
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Here are several more personal architectural images from my pool shoot last week. They’re from a small house in East Hampton. The owner bought the property for a quick fix…
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While languishing on the Mystic Bridge in a mind numbing traffic jam back in the ’70s, I grabbed this image by sticking my right arm out the passenger side while…
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I captured this image of my friend’s daughter, Isabella, last week. I was sitting up on a deck overlooking the backyard where Isabella was just starting to pump herself higher…
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Yesterday was an incredible early July evening on the beach in Southampton. All of the Saturday’s crowds had left by the time my immediate family and I arrived an hour…
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After taping my fifth 30 minute TV show on local public TV, I thought I would drop in the opening – the first image of my Polaroid book: A Couple of…
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I’ve been a grave yard lurker for a couple of decades; with a camera that is. I’ve photographed cemeteries in almost every country that I’ve visited. (One that escaped me…
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I feel as though I have woefully neglected my photography blog over the past month. Well, actually I have neglected it. My attention and efforts have been focused on my…
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What got me looking in my 35mm negative archives were what I call film strips. In the late 70’s-early 80’s I when I was exposing a lot of 35mm film,…
