Detroit’s Palmer Park: Where ghosts of past and present collide

Sven Gustafason and I did a story for HOUR Magazine on one of the largest and most historical public parks in Detroit and its current iteration and  rebirth.  Here is a post with more photos and an updated and more in-depth version of  Sven’s story. Sven Gustafason To me, there might be no better microcosm for the Detroit experience … Continue reading Detroit’s Palmer Park: Where ghosts of past and present collide

Cloudy nights.

I am not going to go as far as to pronounce these “Equivalents” as the great  Alfred Stieglitz did in 1925, equating different cloud shapes with different human emotions (see video below).  But since college I have been shooting them and as we all know, there is something epic and transcendental about them.  For me, they always seem to bring about feelings … Continue reading Cloudy nights.

Harlem, USA!

Popped up out of the subway the other day at 125th.street in Harlem and was assaulted by so much amazing culture.  Incredible up there.  Going back with film.

St. Patricks Day in NYC; a wondrous melange of snow, Irish tradition and vomit

It came and went again but this year it was graced with blustery winds, beautiful snow and freezing temps. The side streets around the 252 year old parade are packed with staged parade participants waiting, sometimes hours, for their turn to enter so its a perfect place to meander and photograph. Back on 2nd Ave., … Continue reading St. Patricks Day in NYC; a wondrous melange of snow, Irish tradition and vomit

Niagara Falls and The moistures

On the way back from Detroit I stopped off at Niagara Falls. As always, they were breathtaking. And then, a photographic phenomena which rarely reveals itself ensued. Photographing the moisture in the air. Cosmically lovely if I do say so myself.

Film images from J’ouvert festival with the HOLGA

The J’ouvert festival recently unloaded itself unto our weary Brooklyn and it now stands firmly, surely, as my favorite annual cultural event.  Starting at 3am, its hypnotic, rhythmic procession of steel drums and motor oil covered revelers snake their way down Flatbush to Empire then head East.  I realized, while standing in the middle of the street drinking … Continue reading Film images from J’ouvert festival with the HOLGA