“Monument Valley” 1992
I really found landscape photography boring, or I would have done a lot more of it. It’s like fairly obvious when something is beautiful and majestic. Then all one needs to do is back up a few more feet till everything is in the viewfinder, and then take a meter reading of something medium light, or medium dark and then assign “Zone 5” to it. Then hold your breath and release the shutter. One could even use a tripod if one were very serious…I think the first time I saw Marc Riboud’s exhibit at ICP back in the late ’80s I knew the work he had done was much more challenging, and the prints were so much more interesting. I had the good fortune to learn all the technical stuff from Ansel Adam’s how to books, but wanted to try and do what Riboud had done. I never got to the level where Marc or his predecessor Cartier-Bresson lived, but at least I didn’t bore myself to death trying to make pretty things look pretty…
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“The Garden” 2003
I guess the most common reaction to this picture is that it could have been taken during any era. The kid sitting in the foreground is my daughter. In 21st century New York it’s difficult to make a “timeless” image. Once again, this is an old scan from a print and one day I’ll upgrade it, but not now…
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Central Park 1996
I like shooting infrared film, but it’s tricky and expensive stuff to work with. I only tried it a few times, but maybe down the road I’ll shoot some more…Having this Egret appear and do that thing it does with its leg, made this picture much better I think. There are actually more than Goldfish in the lake. Someone told me there are Carp as well, which is probably what this regal bird was waiting for…
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Harlem 1987
A cat named Joe Sap once sold me a Blue Doberman many years ago. I named her Vicious. I tried bringing her with me in my taxi, but when passengers got in, she would peer over into the backseat and scare the hell out of them…I gave her away because it was cruel to leave her alone for twelve hour shifts…
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NYC 1987
Maybe I should have snatched the kitten right off her shoulder, but I didn’t and I guess I fucked up. I did have a big orange cat named Poober who didn’t like other cats, but I still didn’t like leaving this little Poober clinging on for dear life…Add this to a list of things I should have done…
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