I had this great fear of opening up my violin case. I haven’t played in years; it’s been stored in my closet all that time. I thought it would be splintered to bits, and with it, hope of returning to my musical roots. It wasn’t bad at all. It needs to be restrung and the […]
I began my blog in 2013 to share some of my experiences as a younger sibling of an autistic individual. Mike, my older brother, as many of you already know, is autistic, low functioning and nonverbal. It took me about a year to share my feelings, ideas, inspirations and desperations growing up: 1) in a […]
Before I realized the solar eclipse was coming, I came across these two manhole covers. Actually, they are probably only circular utility service covers. I liked the way they looked, but I was walking with a group of people and only had a hot second to get the shot. I probably couldn’t have gotten both […]
Today’s study is about fear. It’s not about being afraid to hit the dirt, but rather fear for those getting older and gradually losing what they once had. There are transitions in life: from being a pre-teenager to teenager hood; from being a student to working for a living; from being a worker to being […]
Looking through my photographic archives, I found that my fascination with white lines on the street dates back decades. I took the photograph below from the sidewalk atop the 59th Street Bridge, a link between Manhattan and Queens. Looking at this photo, I get a feeling of traveling back in time (well before the 1990s) […]
My freeform began with a pencil drawing. Next, alcohol markers emphasized some of the lines and ignored others. Short, stabby curved lines from the markers, along the edges of adjacent shapes, imbued them with three dimensionality. The final step in my process was to wash the enclosed shapes with watercolors, to strengthen the illusion of […]
I’ve seen ‘Look’ signs before. Usually they are at light rail crossings or at sidewalk level next to the curb. This is the only ‘Look Up’ sign I’ve seen, to my recollection. Before I looked up, I looked around to see if anyone was lurking, waiting for looker uppers as pick pocket targets. Satisfied that […]
I have a few book cases in my studio. Over the years, the contents have changed. They used to be heavy with books about human anatomy; the brain (human and other vertebrates); math and science essays. I’ve moved some of these into the Garage of Dorian Gray, to keep the studio perpetually young and productive. […]
I took my home made camera obscura to the street. The street became the focal plane.
