Color My Missives

To say that Life is anything less than mostly chance and surprise would be to shortchange the rangy bastard. He’s got a presence, ever, that inspires, provokes, and constipates sometimes too. More than that, he thrives at every moment with the impatience of an electron, the memory of a pulled tooth, and the […]

The plan was to show up at the location before dawn, so you know what that means. Lunch was at 11am, and the slump hit around 4pm. In spite of all, the soldiers carried on admirably to the end. Soon there will be three and a half minutes to represent the labors […]

Will someone please tell me why I keep photographing walls? Or, better yet, why I can’t stop photographing them?
When I see a wall like this — something flat and, I think, beautiful — a guilty smile bubbles up inside. It’s almost like I’m sneaking downstairs for another midnight snack, or climbing up on […]

There’s a zen to it - waking up at 5 a.m. to catch the early light for a shoot. There’s the sleepy-eyed washing, grooming, and toothbrushing that goes with the hour. And if the MTA is providing the transportation, you don’t think for a second that you’ll be the only one contemplating the pre […]

The mornings in Baltimore belong to bread trucks, carpenters, and junkies.