The quiet of the Hudson River on this particular morning in May was something else. I sat in the backseat of a taxi at 5 a.m. ...
I don't have much to say today---just that I've loved revisiting some of my work from earlier this year, that I loved working ...
Once upon a time on the outskirts of Santa Fe, there were two Texans who drove ten hours to shoot with me while I was in town ...
I always think back to my very first day in NYC and remember how big it felt. I remember walking thirty blocks by myself along...
One day last summer, I photographed the cutest little blonde watercolor artist. She had just moved to Bend and we hit it off i...
