If your family is anything like mine, it is tightly knit, spread and spiderwebbed like a tapestry, knotted, beautiful, and warm, with soft threads from constant use. Also, it is full of stains from grubby fingers and flour dust from making homemade pierogis. I am one of 24 first cousins (all but two of them […]
(3/29/14) 2:56a – I blinked and March finished in a succession of quick minutes as winter instead of spring. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – […]
Central Pennsylvania remains one of the strongholds of my heart. Spending four years of college there – as well as countless months, hours, and minutes always visiting for long weekends and hootenannies since then – keeps it as fresh and deep inside of me as a cold, clear spring in the desert. It is always […]
I start an internship soon with Steve McCurry’s studio in Long Island City. It will be three months of full-time go go go between commuting and photos and trying to stay afloat above city sidewalks and bobbing passerby, but I am excited. In the interim – just like everyone else in the city sea – […]
I have countless things to do, bills to pay, photos to edit, and things to catch up on after moving 2,000 miles three weeks ago, but all I have thought of since a particular subway ride last week is the rat scuttling snakily between the detritus beneath the train tracks under Nostrand and the A-train. […]
