At the tender age of 3, I decided the family photo box needed some editing...
A few changes had been made in my life; a new home, people ‘out of the picture’, and my tiny mind thought these photos needed to be cropped and edited to match my reality... (Besides, I really didn’t like the white frames often found on many of the photos from earlier eras.) So, early one morning I got out the forbidden ‘big people scissors’ and went to work; carefully cutting, cropping, slicing, dicing, and rearranging our irreplaceable family photographs while the world was sleeping. Needless to say, the cuts weren’t pretty, but I was starting a lifelong passion of creating a world as I saw it and I was satisfied with the integrity my work. (my mother, however, was *not*!) A few years later, my mom gave me an old Kodak Instamatic camera for trip to summer camp, and I could then decide who and what to photograph.. (Having that camera felt like a right of passage akin to being handed car keys to me.) These creative quirks and obsessions led me to a childhood of ‘making things’, art school, painting, a design career, and a passion for photography- and at the risk of sounding cliche: visual story telling. These days I’m in NYC doing what I love most: design work by day, and photographing people in their best light; everyday folk, budding models, musicians, and daily street moments.
[For the photo geeks who made it this far, the cameras I use now include a hand-me-down 1970's Canon A1 SLR, a vintage Hasselblad 500c, a Nikon D800 DSLR, and a trusty iPhone for daily walkaround moments.]
