Quietly Returning
An abandoned 1950 Dodge Meadowbrook sits quietly in the woods at Peconic River Herb Farm. What first looked like just another rusted relic revealed a story of post-war life, family drives, and the slow reclaiming of time.
Apr 261 min read
Dirt Therapy
If you’re the kind of person who likes to get your hands in the dirt, you know there’s nothing better than that first trip to a nursery. For me, that place is Peconic River Herb Farm.
Apr 182 min read
The Stories my father left behind
Old clippings, quiet memories, and the stories that stayed.
Mar 263 min read
Spring is Coming (I think)
Well the snow has finally melted and my daffodils are popping up their lovely green leaves. I am really hoping that it won't be much longer before I can get out in the garden and feel the soil in my hands! In the mean time I thought I would share some of my favorite flower images with you.
Mar 161 min read
In the Pursuit of Perfection
Are we losing something? I spent a few hours today scanning some old color slides. I brought them into Lightroom and slowly looked through them. Many weren’t sharp. Some had people with limbs cut off. The color casts from those old film days? Let’s just say “questionable.” And yet… I kept looking. It got me thinking about this idea of perfection—and how obsessed we’ve all become with it. More megapixels. Tack-sharp images. No distractions. And of course… noise. God forbid w
Feb 232 min read
Photographing Quiet
Photographing a feeling, not a place.
Feb 142 min read
Night Walker of Lisbon
There’s something timeless about monochrome photography. Without color, the image leans fully on contrast, texture, and light. Shadows become intentional. Lines feel sharper. Emotion isn’t decorated—it’s exposed. Lisbon after dark While working on my next photo book from Portugal, I came across a series of images I made at night in Lisbon. I’d intentionally limited myself to a 35mm prime lens and set the camera to black and white before I ever pressed the shutter Stillness il
Feb 81 min read
