I was shooting at restaurant in Williamsburg (La Yaca) for Distinction Magazine and noticed this little element in the kitchen. Always hard for me to pass up a subject that includes a little red. I think my grandmothers house was the same way.

Listening to Sonia Dada, “Deliver Me”

Out scouting today and ran into Ms. Lilly

Listening to Randy Newman, “Lover’s Prayer”

Another image I made that day of random shooting. On these types of shoots sometimes you get to give a little direction, sometimes you just have to watch, and anticipate the opportunities. When I saw these boys carrying the colors for the morning secession, and I jumped in front and shot. Not sure I could have ever directed a better moment. I don’t want perfection in this type of approach, I  want to capture something that’s real. Real trumps perfection.

Listening to Terence Trent D’Arby, “My Dark Places”

Last summer I spent some time at a Y summer day camp and swimming pool/water-park. I was mostly allowed to shoot whatever I liked and this image was selected from that shoot for their 2011 annual report. I do a lot of production shoots that are not supposed to look produced, that’s what I’m paid for. Success depends on many factors, the quality of the basic idea, the budget, preproduction diligence, scouting, location, casting/talent, props, styling, time of day, your crew, post production retouching, the list goes on.  Sometimes it’s good to just put yourself in a situation, give a little direction and see what lucky moments you can find, but you better find something that works.

Listening to Listening to Bird York, “Have No Fear”

Another Day on press.

Listening to Albert King, “Blues At Sunrise”

Doing a press check today for my first print promo piece in a long time. This is Wayne and he had the press running like a fine instrument.

Listening to Neil Young, “Helpless”

I made a time lapse of this scene, but haven’t had a chance to pull it together. Still, even without the time lapse effect, this image does give me a sense and reminds me of why I like Hatteras in the winter.

Listing to Gary Clark, “Things Are Changin”

Proof that while I was in Hatteras I made pictures of something besides sunsets and miscellaneous pelicans flying by the deck.

Listening to Phish, “Harry Hood”

Windy days and there were no dolphins to watch, but a good substitute was the kite surfers. Made several hundred pictures of this guy and never could decide which one I liked. If I ever tried this I would end up in Spain.

Hatteras morning Pelican flyby.

Listening to Elvis Costello, “Dust”