Apparently it all started with a mouse that fell out of the sky.That is how a hawk kills it's prey.Spotted from undoubtedly several hundred feet away,a mouse is snatched from the earth,brought into the sky,and dropped .It is then easily and with minimal effort,eaten.Swift,clean,elegant.I came upon him,about twenty minutes after his lunch, in a small park on Second Avenue in the teens.Calm,regal and with a five foot wingspan he posed for me for what turned out to be a good ten minutes, though I couldn't be sure because it was like time stopped. His lesson : be present,sharp,alert and with eyes focused on the moment.That it is where the next gift,guide,inspiration,or even your next meal resides.
I take my camera everywhere. Sometimes I make the picture, sometimes it comes to me; I am just there to document it, but every subject I shoot, I know that I'm meant to. This blog is a scrapbook of pictures,interests and people who inspire something in me. Both my grandfathers were photographers.My Father,who I am named after,is an Emmy winning documentary film maker and our cousin was Basquiat. I can only see the necessity to create as something genetic. Painting to me, is the Gemini twin of photography; the private,internal balance to the social external one. Whether I'm photographing or painting a tree, an actor, a skyline,rockstar,a hawk or a yogi, I always walk away having learned something about life,love,art and faith. And isn't that what it's all about? Oh yeah,and all of THESE PHOTOGRAPHS ARE COPYRIGHTED UNDER LAW AND CANNOT BE COPIED,REPRINTED,
OR USED IN ANY OTHER FORMAT WITHOUT ARTISTS PERMISSION . THANKS FOR VISITING!