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Tall Ships
It’s near impossible for me not to be uncontrollably giddy and gushy about my photography experiences onboard Tall Ships, specifically, Star Clippers. Even the most resplendent adjectives fall woefully short of my actual, firsthand experiences- imposing, memorable, awe-inspiring, striking, impressive, luxurious, stately, distinctive, arresting. There are few commercial clients and projects, over the years, that…
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Sea Change
I was born on January 3, 1954, at 9.10 pm, at the Cape Cod Hospital in Hyannis, walking distance from Hyannis Harbor and Lewis bay. I was destined for the sea, salt and swells. They are in my head, heart, veins. I am aquatic. As fate would have its kind way, I happily spent my…
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Homecoming
Shooting exclusively, with my iPhone camera, for me, at this stage and state of my life and career, is like a grande homecoming of sorts. It’s a triumphant and storied return and welcoming back, to the once undefined and unrefined ideals and ideas of what and why I got into photography in the first place…
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Tranquility
I’m a pretty even-tempered dude. I don’t yell or scream. I rarely raise my voice-except in the movies and at sporting events:) I’m proud of this. I mostly go with the flow, as it happens. No outbursts, no outrage. Mellow yellow indeed. (might have something to do with all the weed I smoked in my…
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Introducing Snapgraphs or Photoshots
A few days back, through the marvel of Zoom technology, I delivered a germane keynote to the Digital Media Licensing Agency (DMLA)-a unique community of visual media licensing professionals. I love this group. Their members are the movers and shakers in media creation and licensing today. My topic, gratefully and appropriately, was “The Mobile Revolution”…
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What Goes Into Every Photo You Ever Take
I’m sure not many here, if any, have thought much, at all, about the mystery, magic, and mechanics behind the actual picture taking and picture making process? We snap our shutter buttons, mostly spontaneously and serendipitously, and viola-a photograph appears before our very eyes! No-fuss, no muss. Done. Simple. Next. But, behind the scenes, working…
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Urbanity and Photography
As much as I dream about escaping city life, I’m pretty sure I could never permanently live in the countryside or any remote rural setting? Visit? For an extended period? Yes, of course. Take up residency there and live out my days? Absolutely not. Nope. Not going to happen. I would not, by any means,…
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The Secret of Life is…
The secret of life, drum roll please…… is that there are no secrets. Not really. No secrets, no hidden meanings, no camouflaged missives and messages, no invisible intelligence. Just life, as it goes by, as each of us can see, feel and touch it. I got to tell you, this kind of unsanctified, some might…
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Standing On The Shoulder Of Giants
I have humbly become, a master and teacher of iPhone photography today, because I have, proudly and passionately, been a servant and student of photography my whole life and career. I joyfully stand in awe today because I have forever stood on the shoulder of photography’s giants. Steve Jobs, as great a man as he…
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Silencing the Haters
Back in the early day, when I was beginning my literal obsession and fascination with iPhone photography, I use to get really irritated and peeved with all the iPhone photography haters out there. It irked the hell out of me. How could these haters, critics, naysayers, not see what I was seeing? Now, instead of…
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In The Moment
“Family pictures are the most precious. I have a set of prints I carry around in my wallet of my kids, my husband and my parents. I look at those rather than writing a diary: they’re very evocative and textural and emotional, and take you back to specific moments. I change them every so often…
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Rhyme and time
In between pressing, seemingly never-ending, project deadlines today, in the background, faintly but clearly, I could feel and hear the unmistakable pull and call of photography. “Come to me”, she whispers. She pounds and wallops my senses. Her, oh so, familiar and intimate voice, like a wanting lover in the night, was creatively asking for…