When it rains, it pours! I think that this was the hardest rain I ever found myself in. If you look really close, you’ll notice that there’s a wet Chihuahua in one of the girl’s arms…
For years this image was my standard wedding gift. I was still driving a taxi when I took this picture. They were my fare, and as they walked into Central Park, I took what has always been a well received image…
I thought the poster was foreboding as all the money in the world wouldn’t vanquish the homeless people who had littered the streets of Manhattan twenty years ago. I didn’t consider that a mayor would come along and sweep them away like cockroaches…
Frankie was living in the old abandoned trolley ticket booth on the entance to the Queensboro bridge when I took this picture. No one could ever believe that Frankie was only 56 years old, but I guess subsiding on hard liquor with almost no food could age one this much…
I was cruising St. Marks Place one day when I snapped this picture. The print came out very nice and I titled it “The Urban Prisoner”…Sixteen years later a book with the same name was published…
I remember thinking that there might be something here, because while Malcolm X appears behind these guys, almost calling them into action, they were just chilling and mixing screwdrivers on another dreary day on the street…
It was hot and hazy and I remember stopping on the Pulaski bridge in Greenpoint and taking a few snaps of my favorite building with my trusty Canon AE-1 Program…
Having driven across country over the course of a week or so, there was something akin to reaching the top of a mountain, when I finally reached the Pacific…
I named this picture “Ground Zero” when I took it, because the Empire State Building was Ground Zero in the 1964 classic film Fail Safe. I wish it still was…
Taxpayers were being raised almost daily during the 1980’s as the New York’s first big real estate boom since the post war days was underway…A lot of small businesses that had been around for a long time were gone…